MOVEMENT.

Elis leaves for school later on this afternoon, and whereas my heart aches knowing that our friendship will certainly never be the same, I smirk knowing that it has learned to endure through great tribulation, and will stand the test of time once again.

I realize that Friday marks a great step in my development as a human being- reaching outward, attempting to span the gap between adolescence and maturity (in societal standards, mind you). It's perhaps ironic that my first night in a new habitat falls exactly three months after casting aside those hideous robes they called "Graduation attire," relishing in the knowledge that I would finally possess one of the most powerful items in my fledgling existence:
A diploma? Yes. But also the knowledge that I had earned said scrap of paper.
At this stage, anything is tangible.
Anything is possible.

(I certainly have more thoughts on the subject, whatever the subject may be. I do not, however, have the great luxury of time on my side. What with 400 albums waiting to become mere duplicates in a great and time-spanning collection. It's more time consuming than she thought, than even I thought, it would be. But, it is what it is. Within the given time constraints, I will be packed and ready. Even if it means taking more than humanly necessary and discarding random articles of gear along the way. How complicated this moving process is!)