Tis the end of the semester.
Yesterday, I didn't want to leave my room. I wanted to stay in my room all day and be alone and grumpy and hating.
But I didn't. I left my room. At 2:02. And not a moment before. I didn't work an office hour and I didn't shower.
I felt like this because of the future.
I want to move NOW.
I love Missoula, but I feel like I've done almost everything I can do here.
But, I only have a year and a half left and frankly, that scares me something terrible!
Jeff and I will graduate, go to Europe for a couple of months and then start new lives.