I’m committed.

I booked my flights. Or rather, Flight. Singular. No s.

This is now very very real. As if  the boxes piling up in the corner of my apartment hadn’t also been a clue, or the fact that I’ve done nothing but think about packing, or how I haven’t slept well in weeks…. But seriously. Seriously serious. It’s real.

I booked my one-way ticket to Paris.

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