... I see now that he was not. haha
My first thought was to delete it, but it (and he) are so endearing, I think I'll just leave it. Besides, it serves me right for looking at my personal gmail at work.
I have never really done well with good-byes. As in, I become highly emotional. Not so much in a... I'm going to collapse into tears... more that... approximately a week or two before departure, I feel everything at a heightened level. One word for this: Yikes.
I think because this has been such a fast, crazy summer, it's even more intense than usual. Commence Summer-geddon. Yes, you read correctly. That is the name for this week.
Self-explanatory, no? |
And, of course, none of this is helped by the fact that I seem to have a raging, continuous migraine that simply can't be tamed. I feel like I'm wearing a horcrux. (Neverending nerdy comments...) I feel unbalanced. I feel like there's... excess. Just... oozing out of my brain.
I am ready to not feel this way anymore.
...
But then that would mean it's over. Ay.
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