don't stop til you know you're gone.

I woke up with a sinking feeling; I had a weird dream. Has anyone seen the series finale of Six Feet Under? Basically Claire moves away from home (LA) for a career in New York City, and during Sia's "Breathe Me" she slowly watches her family, her home shrink in the rear view mirror. It was kind of like that. My new apartment was actually in Austin, TX, so I packed up my stuff and drove to Texas. I watched as the city disappeared in my mirror. When I got to Texas, I figured I should have probably told Mike, and then I realized that I wouldn't see Mike again. And I had forgotten to cancel my banjo lesson, and my teacher didn't know. And then I realized I wouldn't see David again. I woke up and had a fleeting moment of happiness that it was just a dream, but it was short lived because it will happen. In a few short months, I'll be leaving here, and I know I'll watch the beautiful skyline of Chicago disappear, leaving behind the architecture, the lake, and the people and the experiences that have made me the person that I am.

I know I'll be going to a city that is most likely far more interesting than Chicago, and I'm sure I'll do my fair share of emotional growth (because I'm a cathartic artist, that's why!), but I can't help but feel a little sentimental about my first home. But the two weeks between Chicago and London that will be spent in Ohio will be excruciating.