Dearest Reader,
As I type, I'm cleaning. I'm worrying. And most of all, I'm contimplating what and who i'll be leaving behind. Packing up my room once again is such a pain and a reminder of who I am and what I've become. I've done some growing, and set new priorities. The next few days and weeks are going to forever change me and I hope it'll be into someone who still has high hopes. I'm getting rid of a bunch of clothes, trinkets, papers, memories. It's going to be fun?
I'm still freaking out. So that first paragraph was nothing but horse shit and me not deleting whatever I started thinking. I'm going to miss Tucson. It's the place I grew up and the only place in the world I consider home in a shit hole. It's the best and worst little town ever. Big enough to not know everyone but small enough to run into people you know all the time. The next time I come back ((the latest)) will be in August. And then it'll only be for 2 weeks. So hopefully I'll see everyone I didn't get to see right before I left.
I was ready to leave a few months ago. There was no one I would be leaving behind, untill a few weeks ago. It kind of just happened out of nowhere. I wasn't looking for anyone, let alone expecting it to happen. But I think that's how the best romances happen, when you least expect them. I have no expectations for this relationship. I'm just having fun and seeing where it ends up.
I've gotta keep packing, I'll update one last time tomorrow before I leave. CUM TO MY OPEN HAUS!
Yours truly,
Alexa
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