i bought luggage yesterday.
it was much needed. i no longer need to borrow extra luggage from anyone. now i’m set for my trips to NYC, California, and i’m set to move.
with each day, the excitement rises, yet the motivation fades.
i’m so sick of it here. and 5 months… it feels like forever. but in reality, it’s really not that far away. that’s what’s so exciting. it feels like i was saying “well, i have 4 years left in this shit hole” just yesterday.
i’m so ready for this change. it can’t come fast enough.
i also am pretty sure this post is very similar to my last 3 or whatever… oh well. i am redundant.
