This is the 30 minutes of free time I had today. I kept running and doing, because I'm leaving to see my bestfriend tomorrow afternoon. Driving alone for four hours or less. Depending on how fast I end up driving. I'm ready, so ready. Just not... packed. I hate packing, it's like I need a personal motivator to stand there and say, "You wear the same things everyday. Just put those things in a bag." Which is basically what Mariah was tonight.
I always miss her, can't ever get enough. I don't know what we'll do when ever we move away to different colleges. I'm staying here my first two years, but obviously, I'm leaving sometime. We all have to get out at some point. She's currently debating whether to go to college or stay here for a year. Leaving for college is in 6 months. I'm ready to graduate, ready to not see any of the people at my school ever again, but Mariah? She's one of very few I need to stay.
I've been blessed with some of the most incredible people. People who bring out the best in me, and I try to keep myself close. I put effort into it, and try to make it work. It's going to be tough being so distant. Across the country, maybe. People do it. But not being able to come over after a phone call? No more spontaneous oatmeal?
I'm not ready for that.
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