the time has come
holy shit, i'm moving tomorrow. my going away party is tonight, i still haven't finished packing, and i'm moving tomorrow. this is nuts. i went to the beach this afternoon. i got a couple of bottles from michael's, one for the sand, one for the water. my own little beach in the middle of the dessert. i had a towel in my trunk, so i just sat and enjoyed it. i wish i'd gone more often when it was right there. i didn't feel sad until i had everything in my arms and i walked away. i almost started crying. when i was in vegas on monday, i was excited and comforted because it felt like home. i got excited thinking about what i'm going to. now, tonight, i'm going to be bombarded w/ what i'm leaving behind. tears are definitely guaranteed. but, no matter what, i know that i'm doing the right thing. and besides, i have a date on monday night in vegas =)