In 4 months, I'll finally head for my 3rd, yet most treasured home. I'll get to see all of those kids' smiling faces, spend a few weeks getting to know a whole new set of staff members, and rekindle friendships made last summer.
Some may say "you just have your camp goggles on." You may be right, but are the goggles really to blame if camp hasn't even started yet?
Small conversations here and there, texting, and video chatting fewer times than I'd like.
I don't know why, and I wouldn't be hurt if it didn't pan out, but I'd still like to try. Even if it only lasts 9-10 weeks total, and we both end up going our own separate ways after that.
I just won't know until we get there.
I can't wait to see you. The together part is secondary and unimportant, but seeing you in person, it's certainly going to be the pleasant part.
I know this.
Safe travels, Snidely Whiplash. See you in 4 months.
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