Packing is going fine, but why did I try to cram in everything in 1 week?
Ugh. I get no rest. I mean Ayato is helping me, but I have so much crap. And I really thought I had already given stuff away or sold it.
We went on a date today, first a walk on the golden gate, then drinks at a bar, and dinner at a steakhouse. I do love San Francisco, I’m going to miss this city. But, its time to pack up and move to a new corner of the world.
Its midnight, but I’m having trouble sleeping. My fiancé is finally over his jetlag and he’s sound asleep. I’m on the couch journaling and watching GOT. What a horrible disappointing way to end things.