i never thought that time could pass so quickly.

but it has.

two years ago. i was happy. i was still in some semblance of a relationship. i had the most amazing friends. i had a beautiful(but smelly), apartment. i had a decent(ish) job. i loved my life.

two years ago, i threw parties, that everyone would come to.

i went to parties, that everyone would go to.

two years ago, i used to be someone.

now?

who am i?

i know these people, but, do they know me?

i know these people, but, do they know what i want?

i know these people, but…

where will i be, in two years?

until now, i’d never given it much thought, because, to me, it wasn’t worth it. but i can answer, that TWO YEARS from now, i WILL be in London. i HAVE made a plan for myself. two years? ask me where i’ll be.

“I’ll be in London, at a Salon, or at ‘Aveda London, Advanced Academy’.

will i miss the U.S.? fuck yea. will i miss my friends? fuck yes. but, thank god for Skype.

I’m nervous as all fuck about next summer. but, i’m fucking ready for what lies ahead.