my indirect way of saying ...

as of tomorrow, it will have been two years. it is done.
and i don't know what to say. it's momentous. it's also just another day at school, which will pass in that invisible, nothing-out-of-the-ordinary way in which days at school always pass. still, it seems like something should happen. a thunderstorm should rage in my classroom. the aurora borealis should occur. but it won't. i'd say that odds are tomorrow, my last day at Lee High School, will be pretty normal. In fact, I may even leave early.
oh well.
when there is no formal ceremony to help you do that whole closure thing, one generally imposes some personal ritual. however, my mind is a blank. how to mark the passing? i could have at least written a few thank you notes.
again, oh well.

but not "oh well." tomorrow is not a shrug my shoulders and then leave sort of day. i mean, let's be honest -- i've left school at a run almost every single day for two years. but, you see, i always knew i would be back. and tomorrow is obviously different. there is no going back. and so tomorrow, while i'm fairly certain that i'll still leave at a run, it will not be without looking back. not without looking back.