As for the move, well, the process is the fun part and once that is done with the living begins...I'm still not living yet, well not really living anyway. It's kind of this purgatory feeling where I have somethings to lose, but not entirely everything to lose. I don't want to have evertyhing to lose though because then I will go insane from the thought of losing things or from losing you.
On the other hand, remembering to breath all the time makes all the difference. I'm a foriegner, strange man in a strange land, so to speak, but not for long.
The past is left behind and the future must begin to be mapped out, but tell me how does one map out what is so uncertain? I keep waiting to wake up from this dream. This dream of me and you, because you are the next best thing to perfect and you've totally happened to me.
A huge decision was about to be made by me and it was scary. To trust the voice on the phone that had been going like a broken record for six months or try something new and completely unfamiliar.
The opportunities that await me are endless. Everything seems to be right in my grasp right now and it's scary to know that things that once seemed so intanglible have changed form.
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