This move is stressing me out majorly. I just let the whole thing slide off until about two weeks ago, now it's full speed ahead: packing, throwing things out, saying goodbye. It's even harder too because I have to set aside clothes and necessities for the July, as well as nice clothes for work and my family reunion, and camping stuff. Just as a heads-up, I'm leaving on the 28th of that month as opposed to the rest of my stuff which is going out in two trips, one in a couple of days (without me, thankfully) and one three weeks from now. It terrifies me to think that I only have a month left here, when it just felt like last week that I got the news. Six months has flown by! Riddle me this, where has the time gone?
When I walked into the bank today, the first thing the lady said to me was, "I love your blouse!"
I'm going to miss my life here.
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