jitters

it is 1:51AM on sunday, the first of may; today is my moving day. i am alone at my mother's apartment, sitting in my sad, naked little bedroom. a lot has happened in these four walls. today my life changes completely. i'm scared shitless. i've finished all of my packing. i can't sleep, although i have tried countless remedies, (this blog post is yet another attempt).



all i can do now is countdown the hours and make the best of this opportunity to start fresh.