Home. The trip was awesome, and would have been perfect if not for matters of the heart. Finally we made it back to Georgetown. We met back up and went to Squid for a bit of a return party. It was great to see most of my Georgetown friends at once and hang out as soon as we returned.

On the long drive back I was frustrated enough I called Mom just to have someone to say the same things to again, that they’ve already heard, that I’m tired of saying over and over again and feeling bad about. She brought up the lack of closure being a problem, and I’m brainstorming again how to produce that myself since I’m alone in this [because of L, not because I lack great friends].

At some point, when I’m feeling down enough again that I have to write it off, I’ll go back to my notes and relay all of that. It doesn’t matter at the moment. I have a few more days off and I’ll probably take them that way to run some errands and be around friends some more.

I won’t be riding tonight. I don’t want to see L if she doesn’t want to see me. That’s too much.

Photos are being batch converted from raw to jpeg now, and I’ll flip through them and get them on flickr. I picked up a Tamron 10-24 before the trip and had a lot of fun without. There’ll be some amazing photos in there so it’s worth the wait.