you wake this morning with a heavy heart.
not heavy with burden or worry,
but heavy with love for your new found friendships.
heavy with the memories you.ll carry home with you.
memories of the fun you had together.
of the similarities between you.
memories of newly found friends. (me and mati rose)
(the ever so stylish and amazingly talented and sweet anna marie.)
and memories of cultivating friendships already established. (kelly rae)
mindy (who is already soaring as an artist herself)
there are many hugs and goodbyes as the taxi.s and rental cars drive away one by one.
and you find yourself alone. walking a final time amongst the serene beauty of this place.
you hear your shuttle humming up the long drive towards the center. it.s your turn to go.
you walk into the classroom for one last look. one last exhale.
all is quiet. except for your heart. which is singing melodies of...
...your artful journey!