Today was the last day I had to get up at 7 and do my volunteer time at the elementary school. When the alarm went off, I didn't want to get up because a) it was yet another dreary day and b) I didn't want it to be my last. Even though I bemoaned getting up early, I loved every minute of my Mondays there. I loved cataloguing, I loved processing, I loved digging through the back room filled with books, and I loved the looks on the kids faces as I talked to them about books, and got them excited about reading.

It was an odd day, knowing that I was cataloguing my last books, performing my last circ duties and so on. No matter how busy I was with school work, I always made sure I went in. It was sort of a vacation, knowing that the tasks I was doing benefitted someone else, and it was something I enjoyed doing.

And then, while eating my lunch, I checked my email to find this in my inbox:

I am missing you a LOT today it's really weird. I was just sitting here then all the sudden I couldn't stop thinking of you at all. I can't wait to see your smile today and hold on to ya. If this is sappy I don't care, I just needed to let you know how I was feelin. See you soon....

Suddenly I became even more melancholy, wishing I was lying in bed with LibraryBoy instead of sitting at a computer, melting into the chair.

But I survived the day, promising Katy we'd get together for lunch or a drink before I moved back home. With less than a month until I'm done school for good, I can slowly feel my comfortable little bubble bursting around me.