on prepareing to leave
So I now have four days left before I have to leave. This last week is flying by, th esmall panick attaks have started mainly haveing to do with the idea of haveing to pack and up root again. I have grown comfortabe here, too comfortable- complacent - a scary word for an artist and I am ready to leav the drama and the pain behind. I know that sounds vague but it is that a ball of pain I plan on leaveing here. I realize now more then ever that I am constently talking about the past to an obsesive level. Probably because I am to afraid of the future. But enough is enough, I know it's bad when even I get board of my story's. I need to get organized.