Off By Heart

Well, not done apparently.  As in, I thought we were done, but we’re not.  We never are, it seems.

He came to my going away party last night.  Then later, we had quite the conversation.  He is such a mess, but he has good intentions.  Sometimes its hard to remember I think.  I don’t know why I’m writing this really – I don’t necessarily feel like going over it again. 

I’m excited about Australia.  I am.  And I’m allowing myself out of my stupor long enough to enjoy the build-up now.