sometimes i only feel what i should have felt years too late. i’m amazing. i picked myself up, decided that i’m done… and i just moved. everything. like, physically, everything.
photos from right before my last moments in the house.
note the carefully packed cooler with snacks, gin and tonic and lime for the evening (i even took a knife and a cutting board). snacks. 
pillow just in case. coffee and sugar for same just in case. you can see the cutting board peeking out.
the 2 suitcases for 2 weeks of me day tripping all over UK and seeing my cousin
