So, it's about that time!
Tomorrow's moving day--the car's mostly packed (voila,
12 of 12), the iPod's loaded up with new podcasts for the drive, and all I can say is that my twenty-five-year-old self would definitely not have believed this. I'm thrilled and terrified--afraid to leave but ready to go--which, is there a word for this? There must be
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