Grasping at Straws

As I sat slowly beginning to pack for school today, I was struck by the fact that I have as of late been "grasping at straws". I have been trying to ignore the fact that school is looming in the very near future and trying to have as much good clean fun as I possibly can. I recently had the chance to take some small trips. I went with a group of people and climbed Mt. Katahdin. For anyone who doesn't know it is a very large mountainin Northern Maine. It is also the end of the Appalachian Trail. It was a long hike, but I enjoyed it. The trip there and back on the other hand is a different story., but that will have to wait. I also went the next day with my parents to the Maine Highland Games in Brunswick. We managed to catch more the end of the day. None the less I was fascinated with the games themselves, as well as the Scottish culture both old and modern that surrounded me. I am even going tomarrow to spend time with some very good friends, but it will all soon be over. In a way I hate the transition period, and know that getting back to Norwich will be a little hard at first. Yet, I am looking very happily and optimistically to what lies ahead.