March 31, 2010

Come what may.

8 days until London and things are getting interesting. It seems that only now, when I'm about to flee, people remember I exist. My dad suddenly realizes I'm a human being rather than just a piece of meat with a heart. Actually, I could almost say he remembered I was his daughter and not a simple furniture piece he could move around. My friend from high school wants to 'spend a last night with me' as he put and all I could was laugh at that. Like, no.

Surprisingly, I had a nice time these last couple of days. I didn't think things could end in this way, but life gives me a lesson yet again. What I thought would be disastrous and painful, turned out to be hopeful and insightful. I'm going to miss this guy that made me so happy and so miserable at the same time. His random babbling about cars, his constant need to be in control, his insane driving skills. Oh yes. And although he says I will be coming back to him, I can't help but smile bitterly knowing that I won't. Whether things end here or not, I do know I'm not coming back. Of course he can totally come to London, but will he? I honestly doubt it. Life.

I bought a gigantic suitcase, filled it up with all my favorite clothes only to realize that it's too heavy. Actually, it weighs more than I do, so it's clearly a no-no. So, I bought another one, smaller this time. And...big surprise? I managed to put almost everything I wanted in it. It's still heavy, but at least I won't need to make it drag me instead. I joked about this whole thing and said I needed to buy a couple of guys to help me with it. Right. I still have a bunch of things to take with me and that's going to be a problem, I think I might have to let go of some. So hard. I don't know who is going to make those decisions, hah.

I'm sad. Sad that I'm leaving twenty two years behind and will have to start all over again. Like a baby taking the first steps. But I'm happy, too. Because technically real life is about to start and while it's scary, it's also exciting. Though I must say...there's some advantages in being at home, with friends and family. I can only wonder what this new stage will bring me, and hope I can overcome whatever life decides to throw at me.

Bring it on :)
Food for the soul, as per usual. I love this song.

1 comment:

  1. "It's never too late to be what you might have been.";)
    I support you...hope you know that:)

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