Unreal
Moving to Pennsylvania has been a lot. $4000 for movers, $3000 for rent, turn off my electric, internet, renter's insurance here. Turn on my electric, internet, renter's insurance there. Forward all my mail. Arrange a move-out inspection here, arrange a move-in inspection and get my keys there... That's the hardest part because the movers only gave me a window of 9 to 10am of coming here...then I don't know how long it will take them to move my things, and then it's a five hour drive. I hope I scheduled everything okay. I'm literally tired just thinking about this move. And the very very worst part is that I have not packed a single thing.
It hasn't felt real...but now that all the preemptive things are done, all that's left to do is PACK.
This is probably the most important thing I have ever procrastinated so hard. I've been living in a dream world, thinking of an alternate life where I am dating the guy and he is AMAZING. We are making this long distance thing work. He's campaigning, and I'm coming in town for events with him. It's my escape. The problem with daydreaming is it blurs my reality of him. It's why I have had a hard time seeing him for the person he is; I'm too busy romanticizing a manufactured him. In my dreams, he's all the best parts of every man I've ever liked. He is quite literally my dream guy. I need to snap out of it, and pack.