I'm laying in bed with nothing on the Tv screen except the Hulu menu, just listening to the sound of my air conditioner and the crickets outside.
I am nervous and sad that I am moving in 9 hours and I'm doing it alone.
I wish he was there for me at times like this but I didn't expect that he would be.
I can't believe this is my last night sleeping in this apartment.
I am definitely scared of change and I have been comfortable here.
But this lifestyle of eating fast food and living with too much stuff in a messy apartment hasn't been fun, yet I feel like it's a reflection of my life.
A mess that needs to be cleaned up.
It's going to be a long, hot, stressful day.
I don't know if I will be able to sleep because today is finally the day.