Time is Flying By
Mood:  rushed
I have 28 days left and am feeling a bit frantic. Afraid i'm going to forget to do something important before i leave. My apartment is strewn with paper sacks with gifts for everyone who is on my "goodbye" list. There're more gifts stacked for friends in Spokane. I have boxes of clothes strewn around and lists of things to do: cancel email service, cell phone, change of address forms galore. Ah, well, it will all get done.