Just dawned on me. 2 days until I move in.
Jessica May LIn
This is the stuff I find interesting about life, writing, and Berkeley.
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***GOING THROUGH INTENSE REVISIONS AT ODYSSEY***
TRTP
Tree in abandoned parking lot at night.
Lonely rose in suburban parking lot.
" Time moves in one direction, memory in another. " |
| - William Gibson |
Moving to Berkeley in 4 days… So restless! I feel like I can’t do anything, but there’s still so much stuff to do! (the least of which is packing)
Mom’s new toaster makes toast with Hello Kitty on it.
This week, a lot of lasts are going to happen.
Some of them already did, and I almost didn’t realize it. In the middle of my 2nd dance class this morning, I realized it was the last Saturday (in 3 years) that I’d spend dragging myself out of bed after 4 hours of sleep for my 3-Classes-In-A-Row-Marathon. For many weeks in the last year and a half of high school, those 3 classes in a row kept me going when on any other day, I didn’t want to get up. This morning was the last time I’ll feel that awesome seemingly non-ending adrenaline rush, or fall asleep in the hot shower after, or cross that one street to eat French toast and scrambled eggs with my mom.
Okay, these are not definite lasts cause I’m coming home again sometime…but they are the last time these things will be the norm, rather than the exception.
Are there better things waiting in the future? Probably. But saying goodbye is still hard. :(
