Lot of bruce going 'round.
I've started saying my goodbye's now.
My bags are lined up against my bedroom wall, waiting to be packed.
My clothes are sorted, pillows are selected.
And I've started saying my goodbye's.
It's the strangest feeling in the world.
Right now I'm with my sis. Thankfully, she's one of those people who squeal "You're going to Taizé!" with a smile on her face, nothing but happiness for me in her eyes. I'm so very grateful.
I can't really comprehend that I might not see these people for a very long time.
But I'm gonna hazard a guess and say that it just might be really fucking worth it.
And if not, It's always nice to know that people love you, and that they're gonna miss you.
I love you too. <3