Все хорошо, что хорошо кончается

I'm kind of an idiot for missing as much as I have in Bloomington. Today, August 4th, I realized I missed a significant concert played here on July 21st. I'm a sad kid now. Reflecting on my last week here, I realize that as many новые and замечательные things I've done thus far here there are a lot of things I still want to do. I am grateful for all the people who came to visit me, or stuck around a week after her classes finished to explore this город со мной. Packing up is always sad. I'm losing a lot by leaving here. Даже язык немного. Хотя, это было здорово.