As Far As I Can Tell

By the time I’m done writing this Meredith’s flight will have landed in London, the first leg of her trip to Lille completed. I woke up so nervous this morning, as if I was the one leaving the country for over half a year. I was dreaming that all our houseplants had starting growing like mad, sprouting upwards and spawning giant flowers that they’d never had before. It’s like they’d learned how to speed up time, growing and flourishing at an increased rate. I can only hope the next 8 months will feel that way for me. Go time go.

I’m not dwelling on the whole chunk of time though; I bought my ticket last weekend. Ninety-two days until I’m in France. I’ll be counting them down.