I’m so ready to live here in a few months. Ready to be out of my family’s house and amongst friends. Ready to be single in a large city with actual culture for the first time in my life. Ready to visit the real Twin Peaks and Smallville. Ready to get my life back on some semblance of a track.
Two months until I visit. Three until I drive out there. Such is the mantra that I repeat to myself everyday.
