14 Days.

14 days until I move back to Austin, and back to school, and back to where I actually want to be. It seems like this summer has stretch on forever, and now I'm finally down to the last 2 weeks. I almost don't know what to do with myself.

I definitely don't know what to expect when I return. I know what I'm hoping for, and what I'd like, but only time will be able to tell me what's going to happen.

Regardless of that, I feel like this is going to be a good year. I can't tell you exactly why but I have this obnoxious overwhelming optimistic feeling about it. I'm not exactly used to those feelings but I can't seem to shake this one. I'll just have to wait and see.

And so we go.