I Don't Feel Good....

Well the other day I was feeling good about moving but now I am amongst the vestiges of this life I have lived here in Puerto Rico among friends and family and I don't feel ready to leave. It just hit me all that I will be living behind. It doesn't help that I am watching Sex and the City finale. I don't want to go to Paris to get slapped. This utterly sucks big time. I'm packing my belongings, and putting all my memories in a box to take with me: my first love, my first heartbreak, friends old and new, best friends, old enemies, fallen heroes. Looking at these memories I see that it has been a good life, not a perfect life, but a good one. It's tough to leave it behind with the Care Bears and My Little Ponies. I have stomach flutters invading my system trying to imagine what will come, well it's either that or I was taken by aliens last night and they empregnated me. Oh, well. I'll let you know as soon as I either give birth to an alien or puke.