imagoldfish

Last night in Portland... If I weren't so fucking tired of packing, I might be more aware of what a major thing this is. As is, it's only when I'm with my friends that it suddenly hits me that I won't be seeing them for a good long time. It's ok though, I know I'll see them again. I've moved enough times in my life to know that even when you don't keep in touch as much as you'd like to, you still meet up again. Hell, I'll be seeing all my best friends from 9th grade in Berlin this summer, so yeah, no problem. Oh man, I can't wait to lie out in the sun. Utah has never sounded so blissful.