I just realized that between Sunday and monday, I have to be packed to live on my own for a few months, make sure I did everythin I was supposed to, and say goodbye to my dad, my extended family, and a fair number of people who would like to say goodbye.

Surprisingly that didn’t hit me as a sad thing, more “crap I have a lot to do in two days”.

I’m not even sure when I’m seeing who and what.

Trying to get everyone in and still be totally ready. Planning it out in my head And passing out.