We have moved, mostly.
Who knows how so much dust collects within the space of a year. Tomorrow I begin prac nursing at the local small hospital near my parents place. I'm a bit apprehensive.
How will I go?
Will I like it?
Will they like me?
Will I be any good as a nurse?
Things are getting real.
Besides that, we moved this weekend
Yay.
Stress stress stress
I've been reflecting an awful lot more on so many things recently. Such as;
-Isn't it peculiar how when you're 18 you have an image of how things are for all 23 year olds but now I'm sitting here thinking 'Shit, I'll be 23 this year, 'da hell am I doing with my life? Does it really matter in the grand scheme of things? As long as I'm helping others right?'
-If you hear that an ex who went behind your back with good intentions to introduce you to your penpal of 12 years, 5 years ago, just posted on social media about how he got a post card from 'his' penpal. Should I be angry? How do I bring this up? I'm conflicted because I love this girl to bits but eugh. I don't know....
....we are heading off to Europe in only a month though so that will give me a good chance of catching up and having a good old chat.
-Other half+I are marvellous, thanks for asking.
-Speaking of which I can totally see us two and another friend I met in the most unseemly of places and his other half being one of those groups where they get on really well and go camping on holidays together and stay up late having great long conversations about 'imagine if we had a commune' or beekeeping
-Moving to the mountains where it actually rains and isn't stinking hot when it's meant to be Autumn
-I'm running out of those ideas I had backing up in my mind when I was driving through the misty rain with the wet dog sitting in the back on her towel, well away from my nice clean, pet-hair-free prac uniform for tomorrow.
Wish me luck.
(P.S: Apologies for the abrupt ending. I was never very good at goodbyes...have you spoken to me on the phone?)
