My program and my time here is over in one month.
Wow. How did that even happen?
Ok, I know how it happened. Time passes. Every minute. The date changes and the month changes and the year changes. It happens every day. But man the time has flown. Just like everyone said it would and like I knew myself it would.
As always, I am trying to live in the moment and focus on what’s happening today. Or better, right now. But in the back of my head right now I’m thinking about what’s left on my bucket list. And how I’m going to shove all this stuff in my car.
I’m taking a break today. A break from the parks and fun. I’m doing this not only because I need to. I’ve been needing to for a while but yesterday was the day I felt like the DCP experience had won over me. Not in a defeat way, or in a way that I was unhappy or a failure. But as in ok you win. I am worn out. Mostly from really great fun, it’s true. But still it won me and I was accepted defeat.
I’ve been in my room cleaning and putting things away while I binge on listening to many different podcasts. Later I’m going to Target (mostly because I’m just about out of Diet Dr Pepper). And I’m thinking a lot. As boring as days like this seem to be, I kind of love them. It’s been good.
I know I mentioned this before, but I have quit trying to keep up with the “this is what I did on this day” posts about this program. For one, the pace is impossible to keep up with that kind of thing. But for two, I just don’t think it’s the best way to share the fun and adventures and trials and everything that’s gone on here in this small part of the world since I left home in January. I’m still writing everything down to keep the details, and of course I’m still keeping my camera close at hand, but I think I have subscribed to the idea that it’s better to live the adventure while it’s happening and share about it later. When there’s the time to do it properly and make the most of the memories.
I’m still posting all over Facebook (and Instagramming in spurts), so there’s that if you’re someone I know who is curious. And just because no blog post is complete without a photo, here's a piece of the fantastic fun I was having just before I admitted my defeat and headed home yesterday:
with my fellow archer, Merida