Thursday. Holy shit.

Thursday I move to England.

Holy, holy shit.

I better stop thinking about it or I'm going to hyperventilate. I need to get back to packing, and what not.

N is coming over tonight to help me finish packing, and scratch an old itch.

James is staying the week, and going to drive me to the airport. Everything is insane.

INSANE.

WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE.

I don't even know, man.

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Rosie.

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