I missed six days. I am still home having an anxiety attack over how the packing is going to get done in four days. Leaving in one hour for a six hour trip to Los Angeles.
My last drive down the five to L.A. thinking that it is home. The last time I will feel like I am being ripped from the womb and thrown into a vat of hot tar.
Six days to get out of Los Angeles unscathed.
I feel a storm coming.
Anyway the wedding this weekend was beautiful.