It’s funny how you see small little films made by other people and then you realize later how those stories can come into your life as real as if it was written for you. Do you call that deja-vu?
Anyway today is my last packing day. Or I can do it well into the night and not sleep and reach the airport by 5am. I think its a bad idea but you know how it is. I’m really not excited right now because I’m going there with an empty bank for say 2 weeks perhaps. And I’m so not looking forward to the airport scene where I’ll probably do that weak thing again; the crying. Sigh~ Small little things to dampen the mood.
I’m just so cranky today.