I don’t know why I’m so nervous.

I’m just going back to Gainesville to pick up the rest of my clothes, toys for the kids, etc.

I’ll only be there for a few hours and we’re right back on the road to Miami again.

What is this feeling that I am experiencing? I mean, I already moved away from there. I guess it’s knowing that once I give my key back and walk away, there’s really no turning back.

I’m glad my girl Marsha is coming with me. She’s a calming force in my life and she doesn’t mind doing all the driving since I hate to drive.

I’ll be there by 7am, we’re leaving tonight. Wow. It hurts so bad, but I know I did the right thing by moving.

Change is so uncertain. Change is so scary. But change is neccessary because change means growth.

I’m growing up. I’ll be 25 next week. Whoa.