Thursday, October 19, 2006
Fifteen minutes until I leave. I'm still unshowered, in Mr. W's big T-shirt, haven't brushed my teeth or hair...and generally freaking out. My little one is still sleeping all peaceful like. He has no idea.
Why did I decide to do this now? Why the hell didn't I wait? (And yeah...I'd be kicking myself if I had decided to wait and this freak out would occur in 10 years, too.)
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