So I've been on vacation in Mexico for a few days. It's had its ups and downs. I'm getting that feeling when you've forgotten something, but I don't think I am. It's daunting how much my life is going to be changing soon... That has nothing to do with me being in Mexico, but I'm just thinking how little time I'll have to prepare when I come back to the US. I guess I'm feeling a little anxious, but there's nothing I can do. It's strange feeling so much trepidation for something you know will make you happier and change your life for the better.
I'm starting to suspect I might have a little bit of Cherophobia
- Listening to: Concerning Hobbits
- Watching: the world down below