Until then, I've got a ton of shit to do that I just keep putting off because it's really hard to pack up an apartment that's three-years lived-in and to choose which clothes to bring for 3+ months and to cancel PGW. What I actually end up doing is drinking - which is how I've been saying goodbye to all of the friends that I am going to miss so much.
During my 23 hour flight on Thursday, I plan on listening to music, reading and probably crying a lot. Maybe I will blog, although I can tell so far that I don't really like it very much.
