I'm sorry, guys.

I feel kind of guilty.

Everybody's so excited about this summer, but, to be honest, I just want it to be over.
I know that sounds insane, because we don't have anything to do and everyone's going on holiday and having fun and doing fun things, but I really can't wait until September.
You see, this year has felt like a lifetime. I knew it would be a hard year to get through, being alone and everything, but it has been REALLY HARD. And right now, it's like, there's so little time left. It's the last bit, the home stretch, if you will. But still, it's like twelve weeks, and that's a pretty big bridge to cross. That's quite a bit of time. And I have to spend two of those weeks in Iran. And I'm so excited about Edinburgh, because after so many years of waiting, it's finally here. Almost.
Why does twelve weeks seem like such a long time?
This must be what Abiy feels like, when she has to go through Christmas day, knowing her birthday is the next day.
So I'm sorry, I really am, if I'm not so into the summer.
I'm just trying to get through it unscathed.

"She's got an old death kit she's been meaning to use, she's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you. She's got blood in her eyes for you." -Fake Palindromes, Andrew Bird