Breakfast was a blur this Tuesday morning with the first of the busses set to pull out soon and last-minute hugs being doled out. These past two weeks were composed of the longest moments, and yet they struck by so fast that here we are on the last morning pondering the impossibilities of time. Because camp moments are the kind that you try to re-live a thousand times over, but in real time, they were moving and loud and only moments long.
So, while another Camp Simcha Summer ends, the countdown till Simcha 2017 automatically begins again.
In 3…2…1…..