Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Conflicted Apprehension

Someone asked me today if I was scared about moving. And I said NO, because I am not scared. Unlike most teenage girls, I do not worry about making friends. I do worry about leaving behind the ones I already have.

But tomorrow the movers come, and that is a little bit frightening. Just a little. ALL of the things in my room - except for the stuffage we packed in boxes and bags and suitcases to bring with us - are going to be thrown pell-mell into even more boxes and I will not see them until we unpack.

Not scared. Apprehensive.


NOTE: That blog post was from last night, but I couldn't POST it because the internet died. O__O

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