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i leave tomorrow. i'm torn between being excited to leave, anxious to meet the new japanese roommate, and antsy to be done with miami. i'm thinking about booking a ticket to somewhere...anywhere... maybe do that whole spin the globe thing. if there was a u.s. globe, that is. maybe i'll be able to visit the roomie in tokyo...sometime in the future. that would be absolutely amazing.
i don't think i'm going to be able to sleep tonight. i'm chatty.
i'll miss some things from home. so much happens when i'm gone. and when I come back. life is so fragile, and learning the extent of that is partly what makes saying goodbye this time so hard. the comfort and safety of predictability, of knowing the people, the places, the feelings .. it gives the guise of something a little more real, more visceral than it is in actuality. that comfort is what makes some strings harder than others to break, even when we know we should. .......strings can't be broken, though, can they.... they're cut.....
yeah i need to go back to school.
i don't think i'm going to be able to sleep tonight. i'm chatty.
i'll miss some things from home. so much happens when i'm gone. and when I come back. life is so fragile, and learning the extent of that is partly what makes saying goodbye this time so hard. the comfort and safety of predictability, of knowing the people, the places, the feelings .. it gives the guise of something a little more real, more visceral than it is in actuality. that comfort is what makes some strings harder than others to break, even when we know we should. .......strings can't be broken, though, can they.... they're cut.....
yeah i need to go back to school.