.i'll.be.seeing.you.in.every.lovely.summer's.day..
Due to my impending move back to San Francisco, I've devised a brilliant plan to help handle my upcoming slope of emotions about to take hold.
I'm only going to cry Wednesday and Saturday. That's it. I'm saving it up for two big bursts. One when I leave my mates in Norwich, and the other for the final goodbye between my boyfriend and I, which will no doubt be a familiar airport scene as I must move my way into the customs checkpoint. It's going to be horrible... And to tell you the truth, I'm currently not handling that thought very well, nor do I believe I'll be able to handle it even better when that moment comes. How can I go back to the US now? I have such a different perspective on my life and where I want it to lead, and I have to put it aside and find a new spot back home.
Look out everybody... She's going to implode.
This is going to be a terrible week of amazing and beautiful memories. Wish me luck.
Oh God. My itunes shuffle just decided that it would begin playing Billie Holiday's classic "I'll Be Seeing You". You can't make this shit up.
I'm only going to cry Wednesday and Saturday. That's it. I'm saving it up for two big bursts. One when I leave my mates in Norwich, and the other for the final goodbye between my boyfriend and I, which will no doubt be a familiar airport scene as I must move my way into the customs checkpoint. It's going to be horrible... And to tell you the truth, I'm currently not handling that thought very well, nor do I believe I'll be able to handle it even better when that moment comes. How can I go back to the US now? I have such a different perspective on my life and where I want it to lead, and I have to put it aside and find a new spot back home.
Look out everybody... She's going to implode.
This is going to be a terrible week of amazing and beautiful memories. Wish me luck.
Oh God. My itunes shuffle just decided that it would begin playing Billie Holiday's classic "I'll Be Seeing You". You can't make this shit up.