leaving just got a little bit harder. its coming up ... six weeks. last night, in a drunken malaise sort of way, i was babbling about the desire to take half of people with me. i want to take half of my mother, and half of molly and half of katie and half of my dogs and half of my friends and half of this new man and have part of them with me to experience things with me. its like when you really miss someone and you hear something or see something or think of something that you would have shared with them - relating back to an old joke or a topic of conversation or something that they loved. it's easy to get nostalgic about school, and im already feeling nostalgic about new jersey. how can i leave now when everything is going so well?


in other news, ive justified my shopping habits by buying things for fall/winter and insisting that its a good idea to buy "for berlin".