Monday, July 03, 2006
Last night the words 'I spent the night in jail' were spoken by someone who shares rent with me. Never thought those words would ever be spoken in this home. Seven years in this place and that was a new one. Talk about a point in the 'get the hell out of Dodge department'.
60 days left and what's left to be heard? I think after last night we pretty much covered the last on the list.
I'm looking forward to hitting the road (bonus points for anyone that gets the photo reference) but just want it to begin. My dad would say you can't wish yourself into the future but packing up seven years of memories and yeah I want it all to just begin.
Still not allowing myself to really reflect on the move. Can't bring myself to deal with the emotions but the day is coming when it is all going to wash over me. Today isn't that day though.
Tomorrow the neighborhood peeps and I will be having us some grilling goodness and then it's all work and no play until July 2007.