A May morning full of dew and promise. Somehow I feel better. I can only really lay here from fatique, but getting that whole packing up stuff out of the way seems to have settled my mind. My mom called yesterday and backed out of going , but my friend J drove me down and we commenced with a brutal throwing out binge and give it away guilt assuaging. I kept all of my science and history books that went way back with me and then we put up a table of "take me home, I'm freeeeeee!" So it means I'm free. It was funny the friends who had kept in touch, rushed to hug and catch up. The ones who had not, hung back, the guilt of "you had really gone from my mind' making some conversations constrained. I was surprised by the reactions of one individual who met me with a rather angry face, of "YOU escaped, and you're probably getting paid to stay home" Well, I'll trade places with you right now. Jerk out my heart and give me yours. Wait, that would make me her, and really, that's not an option I want to consider. Well, it's a big day tomorrow as I have my 30 year class reunion. I'm off to color my hair and work on slimming outfit. I think I need to dazzle them from the neck up!!!