People are leaving-
next week, next month, September.
I am leaving-
this weekend, September.

There is NO time to catch up and patch old friendships.
NO time to buy necessaries and plan farewells.
NO time to call people and make plans and make decisions.

Yet I don't want to rush into things.
I don't want to deal with this huge part of life-
growing older
growing apart
living separate, independent lives.
Not yet, anyway.

I'm afraid of the future and what it will bring.
For the first time, I feel nervous about flying off to be independent.
I want to make my parents proud!
But there is living to worry about,
and life.


I need one of those 'Independent Living for Dummies 2010' books.