the last two days were gorgeous--warm, sunny, days perfect for spreading out on a blanket under the sun. i was excited for what looked like the end of the cold spell we've had. summer was finally officially beginning.
today is the quintessential monday. gray. dreary. chilly.
bah. i suppose in one sense it makes it somewhat easier to be inside...
who am i kidding? not so much.

the last few days have, as i think i've made it clear, been great, but they were also days in which i was forced to confront the fact that i'm growing up. jen and i had a long discussion about our futures as we sat in the grass, thinking about the years to come--getting married, having kids.
and facing the realization that we are preparing for our last year of college.
i remember looking ahead to college and having forever to be here. four years was an eternity, and i was at the very beginning of it. and now here i am, three years under my belt, preparing for, as the pass the cup social cups so accurately say, "one more round". to think that in less than six months--hell, less than five months--i'm going to be 21 years old. in less than a year, i will graduate from college. i have no idea of where i'm going to wind up, and, in many respects, what i'm going to do. the future isn't necessarily a frightening thing, but the fact remains that when it rushes up to you and gets in your face, it's pretty scary.