While I have not had much desire to write lately, I simply also have not had the time to write. Tonight I found a few minutes to do so, and here I am.
I move out in two days. The full impact of this has not quite hit me yet. I have not been nervous about it by any means, and thus far this week has simply felt like a routine cleaning of my bedroom. As I look around my room now, boxes stacked to my waist, I try hard to picture myself not calling my parent's house home.
At some point I'm sure I will be overtaken by emotion as I realize I will not be coming home to this place every day. Hopefully that happens before Sunday, because if it hits after I move out I won't have any way to cope.
B3 out.
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