With a quickness

            At the beginning of the month I had a conversation with my father about how quick it would be, for me to leave the states. I said when I choose a school, because all of my paperwork was done, it was going to be just a couple of weeks then I would be gone. I don’t know if I was telling him for him, or telling him so I could recognize it. Well three more full days and I will be leaving my beloved Seattle again.

            As much as I love this famed city, I just can’t seem to stay. My friends love my going away parties. But they are so used to me leaving that they are used to me not being here. I have heard more than once a week, oh sh*t I forgot you were in town. And now I am proving this to be true. There are no tears anymore. My friends give me huge hugs and explain that they want to see more pictures this time. Many of them have started their own lives, with husbands and children; I am the one that they are living vicariously through. My wanderlust is something for their own reasons they are not able to copy.

            Tomorrow I pick up my Visa at the consulate. Then I will be ready to go. I still have to finish packing, getting all of the things I need together beforehand was an incredible help. Squirreling deodorant, bras, and the like, so I can be ready. It has been intense. There are many people that say that you have to bring this, or that, because you are not able to get it over there. I have realized that anything that you forget or just don’t get you will not die without. And if it is needed there is a great chance that it can be sent from an online store, or my loving friends.

            My father made a joke regarding my year in moves. The house I lived in, in New Mexico was a two-bedroom house; I sold, donated and gave everything that wouldn’t fit into my car and my trailer. It was tough to recognize that I was getting rid of treasured items. Now, I am amazing at throwing things away as he noted that I would be putting all of my personal belongings into two 50lb bags, a carry on and a personal item. I could care less at the things I need to get rid of. The stuff in your life just weighs you down. These experiences that I am getting is filling my life up more than I could have known.