it all ends.

Is it possible to get a cold in the middle of summer? For the entire week of camp I spoke like a hobbit on crack. My campers thought it was entertaining, like it was funny accent I was putting on for their benefit. Go figure.

Met back a lot of people I haven’t seen in a while. Good times, bittersweet memories.

Came back to T.O. and went full into the wedding plans. Ateeka's wedding is in a couple of weeks. My whole plan to relax this summer? That was a joke. Anyways, its dinner tomorrow with the girls, so that should take my mind off all of this.

Times are changing, and I don’t know if I’m moving fast enough to catch up. Life is just an insane race. Eventually, no matter how fast we are going, it will end. Then we realize that the end is what really mattered all along. The end. It all ends.