Move in is tomorrow morning at 9 AM.
Right now I'm still a mix of nerves, sadness (I miss my dog a lot), and a tiny (very tiny) dash of excitement. It's still so surreal that I can't believe that it's now. It doesn't see like it's the end of August. It feels like it should be the end of July instead.
I can't even think of a whole lot to say right now because of it. I'm at that point where I'm sort of drained in a sense.
So, here I am, sitting on the futon that is my bed tonight (it's very comfy), and trying to write a blog post. Yeah. Head up, chin held high...no going back. That's all I can do.
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