blame it on a black star
the last trip of the summer is over already. the summer went by, as usual, with an indecent haste. i've made new friends and haven't spent nearly enough time with old ones, and i'm sad to be leaving them all.
i'm trying to remain in denial about how much i have to do before i leave-- to the point where i haven't yet decided when i'm going to leave. i was hoping to find a friend to accompany me on the drive out to Seattle, but i think i'm resigned to accepting the company of my mother. i love my mother, but she does not like to listen to obnoxious pop music at full volume, which is sometimes a necessity on long car trips. on the bright side, she will likely spring for good food and decent hotels.
i am looking forward to Seattle, and definitely looking forward to having my own apartment. but i can't quite yet wrap my head around leaving. there are many last minnesota things i'd like to do, but i doubt i'll get to do them all. so i'm riding a wave of mixed emotions, things too angsty and convoluted to jot down in full. consider yourselves spared.
i'm trying to remain in denial about how much i have to do before i leave-- to the point where i haven't yet decided when i'm going to leave. i was hoping to find a friend to accompany me on the drive out to Seattle, but i think i'm resigned to accepting the company of my mother. i love my mother, but she does not like to listen to obnoxious pop music at full volume, which is sometimes a necessity on long car trips. on the bright side, she will likely spring for good food and decent hotels.
i am looking forward to Seattle, and definitely looking forward to having my own apartment. but i can't quite yet wrap my head around leaving. there are many last minnesota things i'd like to do, but i doubt i'll get to do them all. so i'm riding a wave of mixed emotions, things too angsty and convoluted to jot down in full. consider yourselves spared.