I have about two months left before I leave for London. I haven't started mentally preparing myself at all. Right now I'm mainly focused on working as much as possible, saving money, and not going out. Mostly because I don't want to spend money, also because most of my friends don't live in the same area as I do anymore.
It's strange growing up. That fact has hit me more than ever. I was at work and noticed someone I hadn't seen since high school going up and down some aisles. As he approached the cashier, I came out of my office and quickly said hi. It was someone that I was good friends with three years ago, but time and space has come between us. We were awkward standing there, trying to catch up on moments in the past years that we had missed out on. But, sometimes it becomes too challenging to try and reiterate points of your life that has deemed importance to you, but maybe not as much to others.
Everyday I look at my phone and notice the countdown. 83 more days until I leave. I keep looking into travel books, scrolling through ads online, trying to uncover the most information I can before I eventually pack up my life and go.
Is that scary? Not yet..
I know it will be once it becomes closer and closer to the date. I'll cry when I have to say goodbye to my mom. I'll cry when I have to say goodbye to my cats, especially Miss. Luxor, who is the ultimate sassy ass cat. But most especially, when I finally have to say goodbye to the one home that I have had my whole life. Never once have I moved out of my childhood home.
Yes, shut up, I am 21.
(But, my mom is alone and willing to help and I love her more than anything and being home is nice so shut your mouth.)
So, for the first time in my life, I will be completely on my own. No holding back. No coming home to the comfortable. To the familiar. New country. New things. New me? Maybe.
Hopefully.
Until 83 days from now, I am trying to mentally prepare myself for everything. Prepare my mind for the culture shock. For the new friends. For the new moments I know will be coming my way.
And I can't fucking wait.
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