In the elaborate planning of my day, I’ve come up with a few free minutes. I want to go grab Taco Bell for lunch, but to do that I need to burn the next segment of my book on tape. And I planned to burn the following segment as well, so that I never run out away from home. So now they’re burning and I’m waiting. I need to get some re-writable CDs or I’ll burn through them too fast.
This time next week I’ll be in my new apartment in DC. I’m nervous, excited. I wish I were already there because the absolute worst part of this is going to be saying goodbye to everyone. I’m trying to keep the sentimentality in check.
But one second at a time — as the alcoholics say — and it will all be done before I know it.
jaysaint 