I woke up with the thought that never again will I have to pack a school lunch or iron a school uniform. I feel a little liberated; I feel like I'm on holidays (sort of, even though I had to go to work); I feel like I can start to plan some new things in my life. It feels good and surreal and decadent and weird. I feel free! (and sad).
Schoolies continues to go awesomely (touch wood). Meg swam at lunchtime. Gibbo is driving around NSW thinking up things for me to do back here.
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