T-16
there is a part of me that will be glad to leave all of this behind and start fresh somewhere entirely different. there is also a part of me that will miss some of the wonderful people this city holds who i simply haven't had enough time with. both of these, i think, are simply part of change.
at the end of the month it will be a year since i started talking to the boy who is now preparing to move across the country with me. next month it will be a year since we became an "item" of sorts. we broke my 9 month expiration date. we're moving thousands of miles away together, renting a house together, and getting a dog together. it's all scary and exciting and seems so "grown-up," but i think that it will turn out well. i'm hopeful, and i'm not often hopeful.
boston has been interesting in the few months since i've actually lived in the city. it's been full of just as much unnecessary drama as it has good times, and that makes me sad, although the drama has recently seemed to die down a bit. it has been a time to meet new people and reconnect with old friends, and a time that i will always remember fondly, despite the downfalls.
now, though? now i'm ready to move on. i'm ready for new adventures. new people. fresh start. entirely new chapter of my life.
16 days. people tend to say things like '16 days until the rest of your life' when you're getting married, but this move, this change, seems more appropriate for that old cliche than marriage does. so...16 days until the rest of my life.
(SIDE NOTE: saturday night at my house there will be fighting[on tv. ufc.] and food and likely red velvet cake. anybody want to come?)
at the end of the month it will be a year since i started talking to the boy who is now preparing to move across the country with me. next month it will be a year since we became an "item" of sorts. we broke my 9 month expiration date. we're moving thousands of miles away together, renting a house together, and getting a dog together. it's all scary and exciting and seems so "grown-up," but i think that it will turn out well. i'm hopeful, and i'm not often hopeful.
boston has been interesting in the few months since i've actually lived in the city. it's been full of just as much unnecessary drama as it has good times, and that makes me sad, although the drama has recently seemed to die down a bit. it has been a time to meet new people and reconnect with old friends, and a time that i will always remember fondly, despite the downfalls.
now, though? now i'm ready to move on. i'm ready for new adventures. new people. fresh start. entirely new chapter of my life.
16 days. people tend to say things like '16 days until the rest of your life' when you're getting married, but this move, this change, seems more appropriate for that old cliche than marriage does. so...16 days until the rest of my life.
(SIDE NOTE: saturday night at my house there will be fighting[on tv. ufc.] and food and likely red velvet cake. anybody want to come?)