28 September 2001
The day is upon us.
Which day?
Moving day of course.
I have graciously been allowed not to be present at the office for the last official day of my employment (because there's no work for me to do, my machine somehow got twatted while I was off, and they're going to be moving someone into my desk), which thankfully gives me those extra 8 and a half hours with which to do the packing that I have been unable (for several reasons) to do so far.
I'm caught up in a paralyzing mix of emotions. On one hand, I'm over the moon to be finally with D again, particularly since this trip has no expiry date on it. I've missed him so much, particularly these last few weeks when things have been so difficult and hugs have been in desperately short supply. I long for those "just awake" moments in bed, where everything is warm and the weight of the world on my shoulders seems that bit lighter.
On the other hand, I'm worried about the family I'm leaving here and feeling guilty about leaving while my dad is still in hospital. I know I need to get on with my life, but it's not the easiest thing to move away from the sense of duty that I've had instilled in me since I was a small child.
It's going to be a long day, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Oncoming car in the wrong lane?
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