Out of touch, are we out of time?
So I leave in a little over a week.
I cried for the first time in a long while about it. I think I'm just super stressed and September just crept up on my out of nowhere. I started to pack today, and I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I don't know what I want/need/have. Its hard to think of fitting 18 years of my life into 3 suitcases like its nothing. How can I fit all the memories, and all the times I've had with my friends and bring them with me to another part of the country? If any of you have some great pictures of us together, send them my way. I already have one album all compiled, and I'd love to add to the collection.
I'm excited too though, don't get me wrong. I can't wait to completely change my voice, and strengthen everyhting I've worked at my whole life. I feel so lucky to be able to do what I have been so passionate about full time. It'll be such a change from having musical 4 months out of the year, to having it 24/7. I seriously can't wait for that part. Call me a nerd, but I just fucking love musical theatre, hah.
Its sad, but I'm honestly so excited about coming home for Christmas. Seeing how everyone has grown and changed will be insane. I know I'm not the only one going off and following my desires, so I can't wait to see if everyone else is being fulfilled by thir chosen path. For all I know I could be miserable with my choice, but I somehow don't see that happening.
I know I'll be miserable without my friends though. Man do I ever have amazing friends. 3 and a half months without daily visits, phone calls, and side splitting laughing attacks will be hard.
Well, this was one hell of an emo post, and I hope I have depressed you guys too much, if you really bothered to read my ranting. Hope everyone else is doing okay with all the thoughts of the fall.
Split shift tommorow. Maybe I should sleep so I don't kill a man (my boss) at work.