I can’t believe I’m leaving Indianapolis in three weeks. Bryan is leaving in a week and a half, and Matt is leaving a few days before me. I hate it that we’re all going our separate ways. It’s hard, letting go. Sometimes, this sort of thing just kind of sneaks up on you. I remember it was like ” we have all year!” and then “we have all summer!” and now it’s just three short weeks, at most. I guess I just need to savor this time, and make sure we don’t lose contact.