Ye old 89' 'stang
I have thought long and hard about letting this journal fade away. However, I couldn't very well just cease to write, I feel that would be a very dull end for the old boy. In preparing to write a grand send off I realized I'm not yet ready to make this cessation official. While the time for this medium is at a close I feel that I should continue though the end of the year. Random? Yes. However, since I didn't feel as though such a decision warranted too much thought I've settled on the first time frame that began to take form in my mind.
With that said:
Friday Jason and I will "officially" move into our townhouse in willy's 'burg and looking around my room at the moment I'm starting to wonder if I'll be ready by then, not that I have a choice. I can only hope the place will feel like home soon. Dorms are always transitory and feeling detached in them is so easy. However, I think I will be able to craft a more stable existence in the two years I plan to live there. That said I know I've been using the move as a sort of emotional crutch, but that's a bit more complex and personal.
With that said:
Friday Jason and I will "officially" move into our townhouse in willy's 'burg and looking around my room at the moment I'm starting to wonder if I'll be ready by then, not that I have a choice. I can only hope the place will feel like home soon. Dorms are always transitory and feeling detached in them is so easy. However, I think I will be able to craft a more stable existence in the two years I plan to live there. That said I know I've been using the move as a sort of emotional crutch, but that's a bit more complex and personal.