It's just a tiny little thought. Something that's been lurking at the back of my head for the past few weeks. And very recently it manifested itself to me in a very bold and almost frightening revelation. You might even call it divine inspiration.
I need to go.
I have to leave McLean. Move out. Permanently.
Now, this idea has been fairly stressful and upsetting for me. I love my hometown. I cherish it so deeply. There is nowhere else I would rather have been raised. But I have found (as a result of my slow, depressing and mostly non-eventful summer) that there is nothing left for me here. Yes, I have my family. And I will happily come back and visit as often as life permits. But for right now, my life is in Utah. My life is as BYU. And I just can't afford to spend my summers here anymore, sitting in an office or pacing around my bedroom, not getting anything accomplished at all.
So as of right now, I need some of these:
And a whole lot of this:
So I can leave all my stuff in my family's attic until I have a car out west and I can drive back here and pick it all up.
This all seems very depressing, and I apologize. To compensate for the sadness, I offer this picture:
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, THAT is a duct-tape prom dress. I was highly impressed. Not only is it way cheaper than any normal prom dress, but that girl is also guaranteed not to face the horror of finding a matching dress at the dance. :D
Aight, more on my move-out plans later. Peace, y'all.