I've caught the bug..

All day I dream about colors, music, clear tents on the grounds of a plantation, flowers...

The fun and easy decisions that seem to be in my very near future. It seems that there will be difficult ones too. And what's so strange is it should be the easiest. Shouldn't a girl just instinctly know who she wants to support her? Shouldn't it be about having the people who love her the most being there. Not worrying about hurting others feelings. Not worrying about people letting her down? My mom told me I was a "friend person." I have tons of them. I'm just like that. Yet, I don't know how many of them I would trust on this day. A day that means so much. And that's when it really hits me. How many actually know what this day will mean to me? How many have known the struggle and the chances I have taken to get here.

It's crazy to think that I'm even thinking of it already but, I've been dreaming of it for so long and now that it's in the forseeable future...it's all becoming more and more real. How much I've grown, how I am, how my relationships have changed and how some are stronger, some are complete wonderful suprises and some are faltering. Does history overpower the present? Thankfully, I have awhile to discuss and overanalyze.

Meanwhile, I'll just go back to clear tents....