This chapter of my life is quickly coming to an end and I’m sad to see it go. But I’m also excited because it means I can move on from this amazing experience and on to another adventure.
Even though this internship wasn’t *exactly* what I thought it would be (then again what ever is), it was more than I could had even imagined. I made amazing wonderful friends here, I got to live on my own, I got to experience Disney magic, my dreams came true here. And I will miss everything; the parks, the buses, living two blocks away from Panera Bread and an outlet, The Florida Mall, venturing through Magic Kingdom’s tunnels (and touching the wall, because I can), Marketplace, West Side, Nick’s Place, the little lizards that run passed you, the frogs that flood the sidewalk after it rains, the thunderstorms, Candy Cauldron and everything about it, my leaders, my coordinators, my friends… I’ll even miss this stupid crappy apartment. Because it was mine.
I’m even going to miss my crappy neighbors that have to play music at 1pm every single day. Maybe.
After living in Florida for 8 months, it’s so hard to imagine going home. And saying that surprises me because home was my familiar. My comfort. But now I don’t really remember what my comfort or my familiar was. Now I don’t want to leave Orlando because this is comfort, this is my familiar now and I feel like I’m starting all over again.
Packing sucks. I’ve never actually (myself) moved before and to move across the country is such a hassle. So much stuff to pack up, not enough boxes. Or time to get to the post office. I’ll figure something out I guess.
Off to relax a bit more and figure out what to do… not much time left now.
