After a turbulent beginning to this week, things are starting to settle again. I'm sad, but not so angry and disoriented now. I've begun focusing on getting back to getting ready to leave next Thursday (I can't believe so soon already). I decided to buy myself three dvds to watch during the thirteen hour flight on my laptop (in case I don't like the movies on the plane) and for some reason, completely without my knowing it, I bought three romances. All different genres. Amelie, Out of Africa, and Love Actually. I don't know what that says, but I am a sucker for romances, and I just hate to admit it, damn it, but it's true. Why on earth I chose these to have in Japan, I don't know. Apparently I'm preparing myself to have a good cry. I am so self-defeating sometimes. I should have bought action films and nothing emotionally engaging.
Random thoughts, memories, convoluted therapeutic ramblings, a billboard of love.