"Please understand,
I have been waiting to leave
ever since I figured out there were roads
willing to take me anywhere I wanted to go"
In seven days I'll be all done with my last day at work, hopefully everything will be packed, cleaned and ready. And even though I can barely contain my excitement - it's a weird feeling. I'll leave the place I've called home for the past four years, the job I've loved for a year, not to mention all the wonderfull people!
A tad bit sad.
Right now I'm just sitting here, listening to a mix of music and the rain. Because summer just decided to leave, and the rain came along. I'm fine with that - it's such a relaxing sound, and there's something romantic about it, even when I'm alone.
