So I’m at the airport. I can’t pinch myself anymore, so I guess I’m doing this.
-I had a pocket knife in my purse…glitch 1.
-the plane is an hour late! It was stuck in Detroit….effing Michigan…Glitch 2!
-really hoping there aren’t three because omg no!
-I’m freaking out, but this is the right thing.
I’ll update on the flip side!
I convinced the office to throw a pie party for me. That’s right: nothing but pies.
I just got this overwhelming feeling of starting a new life. It’s weird, when I think about selling my car and getting a new job, all of that seems so temporary—but moving is a big deal. I need to take advantage of all the Cincinnati things in the next two weeks. So, someone needs to accompany me to:
-The zoo
-The aquarium
-Graeter’s
-The museum center
-A Red’s Game
-Fountain Square
-Devou Park
-other stuff.
I want to believe I’ve had my fill of my place when I leave. I don’t deal well with longing.
That crazy moment when Erica T is on Groupon!
There aren’t words.