The Lasts
Today was my last day of day camp and it marked the middle of a series of ends and lasts.
I don't know how to feel about it. Part of this summer has flown by but the rest has crawled through at a snails pace. Despite my conflicted feelings, it was definitely the right decision to come here.
I don't know how to feel about it. Part of this summer has flown by but the rest has crawled through at a snails pace. Despite my conflicted feelings, it was definitely the right decision to come here.
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