Herein lies my last post as official intern of the Third Space:
Well, here I am at the end of things looking back at the beginning of things and wondering how those two things seemingly happened directly after each other. Suffice is to say, another summer has up and taken off and absolutely flown by, leaving me sitting here curious to why I always choose to travel summer by plane. Maybe if I walk next summer things will slown down a bit and I won't wake up one morning with the startling relization that school ended yesterday and begins tomorrow.
So as August has left us and September has reared it's beatiful yet somehow untimely head...I say to you all who call Third Space home, it has been swell. Some might call an intern a student undergoing supervised practical training and I might agree with them.
I am a student, I was supervised (or something along those lines), I often like to pretend I'm a practical person and this summer did offer me some training in the ways of the Force...the workforce. And here it is that I find myself rambling and so I say to you loyal and faithful listeners, thank you for in your way making this summer a pleasant and educational one for myself and so I bid you all adieu.
Yet my story does not quite end there, as I will be in the good ol' town of Peterborough for the fall and if ever any of you should so desire...Pull me aside one sunday morning, give me a ring at home, or drop me a line via this invention we have titled the internet and it would more than please me to talk with you, drink coffee with you, eat with you, maybe have an adventure with you.
So until then, as the poet said "Only God can make a tree", probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on. Cheers.