11 days 7 hours and 35 minutes
until i go back to boston. not that i'm counting or anything.
this feeling is getting familiar- the feeling of leaving here for there. and each time it gets a little bit easier. kind of. this time is weird because i am moving into an apartment and pretty much officially out of my house. weird. cool. i don't know.
my little brother already left for college. weird, no?
when i get back there will be moving in to do and flames to rekindle. i am nervous about both. anxious. maybe not nervous, maybe anxious.
i will miss this town. kind of. i will miss the people here. and the weather.
this entry has been started and stopped numerous times over the course of the past few days. i don't feel like i know what to write here anymore. perhaps i have outgrown this journal. maybe i just need a new name. or maybe i'm just going through a phase. probably the latter.
you know who i haven't seen enough of- peter motherfuckin montoya. i never see enough of him though.
i need to retreat to the lake/river/beach at least once more before i go back up to the new england area. they don't have the same views that we have here up there.
i hate cell phones.
this feeling is getting familiar- the feeling of leaving here for there. and each time it gets a little bit easier. kind of. this time is weird because i am moving into an apartment and pretty much officially out of my house. weird. cool. i don't know.
my little brother already left for college. weird, no?
when i get back there will be moving in to do and flames to rekindle. i am nervous about both. anxious. maybe not nervous, maybe anxious.
i will miss this town. kind of. i will miss the people here. and the weather.
this entry has been started and stopped numerous times over the course of the past few days. i don't feel like i know what to write here anymore. perhaps i have outgrown this journal. maybe i just need a new name. or maybe i'm just going through a phase. probably the latter.
you know who i haven't seen enough of- peter motherfuckin montoya. i never see enough of him though.
i need to retreat to the lake/river/beach at least once more before i go back up to the new england area. they don't have the same views that we have here up there.
i hate cell phones.