My alarm went off at 7:50 and I snoozed it twice. At 8:03 I decided I would just sleep until 9:00. I snoozed twice again until 9:12, got ready, and discovered we don't have any milk so I couldn't have my cereal.
My dreams and self-conscious were wacky. Mrs. Cavanagh was there. I knew in my heart she had responded, but I kept trying to convince myself she hadn't so I wouldn't get my hopes up and have them dashed. I was afraid to approach the computer.
Now I did. She responded.
Kiwi,
You finally understand. I've been waiting all summer for
you to grow through this stage. And that's all it is. A
stage of self-protection you needed to make it through
graduation.
Once a kindred spirit, always a kindred spirit.
Love,
Mrs. Cav
She doesn't understand all of it, or all of the reasoning, but at least she Understands. But now I don't know how or what to reply. I want to see her, talk to her in person, but I don't know if I can make that request.
Why does this not get any easier? Uni Kiwi, if this is any easier for you, please send me some of the comfort.
