Chrisonomicon

Thursday, October 26, 2000

His ear was right next to my mouth. Kurt was in my arms, sleeping soundly, snoring softly. It would have been so easy to say it while he was sleeping and I stiffled a laugh at the thought of re-enacting a certain Pretty Woman scene. Just say it. Just say it. Just say it.

But I couldn't do it. Not because I didn't feel it, but because I'd never said it before and wasn't sure how it would sound coming out of my mouth. I sighed and went to sleep.

I'm leaving tonight. I deserve a vacation and I don't mean that lightly. Over 70 hours have been dedicated to a lab project that was due this morning and I had two midterms Tuesday. With everything culminating to a final breaking point this morning, I am ready to carry the momentum with me to New Orleans.

So, with that said, I bid a fond adieu to you, dear reader. Take heart, I'll be back before you (or I) know it. Life happens with such subtle ferocity — and overlooked velocity — it's amazing our lives don't fade like flashes from a camera. Hold on to every second. Don't let it pass you by.