Sunday night and again I'm reminded of how fast the weekend goes when filled with so many things I can't get enough of.
Independent movies and plays.
Good food and sleeping in.
Holding hands and laughing and being in the presence of someone who understands me.
This weekend I didn't think about the move or the miles that will soon separate us.
I didn't think about school and teaching and the mix of emotions and stress both will bring.
I didn't think about the things that needed to be done for home and work and the future.
Instead I enjoyed the moments as they came, and found that their passing left me refreshed and at peace.