Last Sighs

My last post was about how the festival was over. This one is about the return of normalcy to Edinburgh. Already, the city has 90% fewer people in it, and is feeling particularly empty since most of the students haven't returned yet. The Fringe Festival ended so abruptly, and so unlike it began -- it just sort of wasted away. It's like one day just not enough people could be bothered getting up and going to work to make things run, Kate said. Everyone just seemed to tire at the end, and were glad to let it slip away unnoticed into the memory of August. Back on the train, back to your home, back to your bed for some rest... Sounds like everything I could use right now. I'm trying to put a positive spin on going back to the states.

I must admit, I'm as tired out and run down as I've ever felt, even for the change to pleasant weather and immediate lack of anything pressing to do. A few pre-departure errands must be finished, but nothing is pressing, really. I'm slowly sorting out clothes, dishes, and all manner of things to leave behind to lighten the load on the way back. Sigh, so much to do and yet so little...

I really just want to sleep for the next 6 days, but I need to pack.

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