I am stressing out hard.
Thinking about the things (the people) I’m actually going to miss.
I also have familial and roommate-ial obligations and moving things to still orchestrate. The cat, the job, the cars, the moving, the driving, the money.
Rolling out the red carpet of tears I haven’t had in months.
I need a distraction.
But this close to the day of reckoning? There are none to be had.