Looking back over the year we spent together I can't help but feel sadness. Sadness and disappointment. Sadness over, well, my sadness. The last few months were spent in a fog, a haze, rain, darkness. And disappointment. Disappointment that I didn't do more of what I wanted to do.
However, there were some good times. There was meeting the Musketeers. And the trip we had in Vegas for spring break. That was a fun time. There was my first job interviews. Getting a new car. Being a leader on a high school mission trip to Wisconsin. My first part-time teaching job.
I wonder if you feel bad. For bringing that sadness into my life. Or are you in cahoots with Self-Doubt. Perhaps Wariness. Or Lost Dreams. Regardless, you have been a year that has taught me much. But I can't say that I'm sad to see you go.