Day 7

Today I'm even sadder than yesterday. It's the last day that Emmanuel will be here, and it won't be long before he leaves to catch his plane. I wish I had more time so that I could do more with him.

We woke up and my dad had made waffles, really, really, really good waffles, for us, it being Emmanuel's last day. We ate them, talking about how much we did in the last week, all the laughs, the scares, the 'wierdnesses' of the past few days we had shared together.

By then it was time to drive Emmanuel to the airport. We took the long, scenic route, to show Emmanuel for one last time how beautiful Santa Barbara was. I knew he would have to leave sooner or later, but this felt like sooner. I hope he comes back someday.