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Okay. So now I get to move all my shit to T-Town. I've started cleaning up my room, doing laundry and the like. The anticipation is killing me. I have to entertain myself for another 3 days. If the sun was out I could just hang out at the pool, but of course it has to be all pre-stormy.
Do you ever feel like your life is made up entirely of expectations? That you are always anticipating something, then when it gets there its gone too fast to qualify as an actual event? It just seems sometimes that I am always waiting on something to happen that will be really great, you know?
I guess it's just post-summer depression...
Do you ever feel like your life is made up entirely of expectations? That you are always anticipating something, then when it gets there its gone too fast to qualify as an actual event? It just seems sometimes that I am always waiting on something to happen that will be really great, you know?
I guess it's just post-summer depression...