This morning was an event-full one. I woke up rather early so that I could drive out to my grandparents to help them move. It put me into a state of melancholia. No longer will I be able to drive out to their place and go for a swim or eat french toast in the morning. What will my brothers and sister look forward to each summer? Sure my great-aunt and great-uncle will still be there and we can use their dock and raft but it won't be the same. I hate how the best things in your life change. It will never be the same.
On a lighter note, I'm looking forward to hanging out with Matt and Luke today if possible.