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In 24 hours I'm gonna be with my dad and my brother, sitting in Comerica park! It's kind of a crazy feeling.
I've been excited to go home forever, and of course I still am, but I'm terrible at goodbyes. I always cry and hold The Boyfriend and decide I don't want to leave, not ever. Probably within three weeks of being home I'll want to come back to Portland, but I know I don't want to stay here for the summer. I wish I could transplant my favorite people to my favorite place. It's home. And this summer might be my last summer that I can spend there, so. Obviously I want to go. It's just tough leaving people behind.
And this post is not at all me procrastinating from packing. No, not at all.
( questions from coffeesuperhero )
I've been excited to go home forever, and of course I still am, but I'm terrible at goodbyes. I always cry and hold The Boyfriend and decide I don't want to leave, not ever. Probably within three weeks of being home I'll want to come back to Portland, but I know I don't want to stay here for the summer. I wish I could transplant my favorite people to my favorite place. It's home. And this summer might be my last summer that I can spend there, so. Obviously I want to go. It's just tough leaving people behind.
And this post is not at all me procrastinating from packing. No, not at all.
( questions from coffeesuperhero )
