But in the meantime, in the world of straightening up loose ends,
I bought plane fare for September to fly to Austin, Texas.
I even snagged three out of four nights at the local hostel there, thus significantly reducing my costs of visiting.
I splurged and decided to visit an extra day so I can hit some museums or spots or some such.
Enjoy the city.
Catch up on my sleep to begin with, because when I leave will barely be worth an attempt to lay down.
I wonder what my life will be like come September.
My life already has changed quite a bit since the beginning of the year.
Made some decisions and have stuck with them and am now just about to put the rest of my evil plans in motion....
What will my life look like next week? Next month? Next season? Next year?
That feeling of nostalgia for a place I am still at because I know soon I will not be has set in.
Each day I listen and see and smell knowing this will no longer be part of my life just next week.
That like the nearly dozen rock festivals I have attended before, this will be different, because there will be no job to come back to.
And I feel hesitant scared excited elated frightened to death because I just paid all my bills for right now and am not quite sure where the money will be next time.
