I’m currently typing this in TextEdit in the plane from Baltimore, towards San Francisco. It’s a delayed publish but I really have too much time on the plane.

I don’t even know where to begin. In the midst of all the farewells and exciting days ahead, my stuff are giving me a crazy load of stress. I’m actually lugging ALL my stuff from the East Coast to the West, and back to the East in July. I don’t know why I didn’t store them in DC. My brain is obviously not working.

I really can’t put to words what I feel. Baltimore/America has taught me an important lesson in life - geographical boundaries REALLY suck. I always thought snail mails and the internet can keep friendships going but no, life’s never going to be the same anymore.

My favourite shuttle bus driver was sick yesterday and so, I didn’t get to say a proper goodbye. I left a card for him with another bus driver but I guess that’s it. No more, “Hey Sadegh, how are you?” I told Irene that some relationships in life are just meant to be ‘touch & go’. I guess I was putting up a strong front. It sucks to not be able to say hello again anymore.

I also met friends who I really really want to keep in contact with for life. It really sucks to know that we can actually click only in the last few days of my time in Baltimore. And I also started getting emotional attachment to the routine in Baltimore. The comfort of knowing that McAuley 302C will always be there for me is now gone.  I’m too emotional for my own good. /sigh

I felt I left a piece of me in Baltimore and I’m going to the West Coast a different person. I’m sure it’s for the better. There won’t be ‘home’ for the next 20 days but I’m going to make myself comfortable in the new environments.

And yes, I need to get another suitcase.

pizza:

if ur ever feeling embarrassed just remember in 2007 i got caught standing in my grandparents fireplace throwing dirt at my feet saying ‘diagon alley’