Well I leave for tour any minute now. I'm pretty depressed about it. Its the last time me and Julia with have an apartement, a home, for a while. All of our stuff is going into storage, our TV our couches, our tables, our computer, our decorations, our shelves....I'm very sad about it all. I don't handle losing things that have sentimental value very well, I never have. Even when I was younger I'd spend weeks crying to the thought of Christmas being over, or my annual trip to maine being over, or having to throw something away that meant a lot to me. Its not a bad thing really I guess it just shows that I'm very emotional, and I'd rather be over emotional, than be someone who can't express themselves.
At least I get to keep my cat. That was the biggest thing that would have broken my heart. I love that cat so much. So me being upset is 100 percent sentimental. I will have my cat, my girlfriend, all the items that were inside will be in storage, its just KNOWING I can't go back to me and Julias home, ever again that makes me want to die.
Also, I am going to be homeless when I come back from tour. Julia is living with her mom, but ill have nowhere to live. I've been living like this for most of my teenage years, so its not unfamiliar, but I was also becoming used to coming home to the comfort of my nice apartment with my awesome girlfriend, and being alone. We won't have any alone time any more, then again it'll be like back when we were first together, it could be exciting, but probably will just be depressing.
This is it I'm walking out of Me and Julia's apartment for the last time...
