I’m getting increasingly annoyed at what and who have chosen to be left behind.

Though I may end up not moving very far away at all, I’m still going to have a dramatically different life than the one I have now and there will be chaff that needs weeding. I’m going through clothes, books, people, etc. trying to figure out what to take with me to my brand new life, and there are a few things I know I shouldn’t keep but I feel like I have to, and there are a few more that I want to, but I know I can’t.

I always thought these choices would be mine to make.

Whatever. Interviews are going well and these opportunities are just incredible, and I can’t wait to see how this all pans out.