seven day stretch...

there are officially seven days left -- this time next week, i'll be checking in to a bed and breakfast and beginning my new life in the north... next tuesday, i'll be waking up for my first day of work...

i have seven days left to say goodbyes... seven days left to gear up and fear the unknown... for the second or third time, my tears hit the pillow as my handsome and i spoke of the pending future... having just spent a weekend in ottawa, i've been riding high on a heavy dose of sentimental sappiness...

for some, my weary worries about my forthcoming travels are trivial... people relocate all the time -- i'm not by any means a trendsetter... however, i've admittedly lived in an ontario safety bubble my whole life... this is the official end of baby steps...

as i gave my last hugs to some comforting and cherished characters in ottawa, i wasn't as emotional as i'd expected... i take new comfort and cherish the fact that no matter where i go, friends and family will always remain... it takes a little more effort and some extra thought and i will undoubtedly miss being near them, but the anticipation of reuniting one day will also keep me going... mostly because i know it's bound to feel like we've never missed a day...