Moving.

Jan 30, 2013 22:15


Next week I'm moving into an apartment with Cadence. Our first place together.
For the most part I'm excited and somewhat numb to it all. It hasn't really hit me yet, not entirely.
Rarely but occasionally a bad thought surfaces and poisons everything. The excitement doesn't exist then.

I worry about one thing and suddenly it's a world of panic

Cadence is really good at reassuring me it'll all be fine and that my worrying is normal.
It's my first time moving out of home after all. She's played this game before.
It's when she's not around that I fall deeper into the worry and stress of all that responsibility and it sits with me all day.

I'm so happy that I get to wake up to her face every morning and share a home with her. Our home. Our things.
It's time and I just need to suck it the fuck up and realise it's time to grow up.

We've wanted this for so long. 
It's happening and I'm happy. I am

Please know I am

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