What can I say? Over the last ten weeks I have laughed, cried, had thoughtful conversations, and some very stupid moments with people I now consider family. I went into this whole venture very quickly not really knowing what to expect or having any time to prepare myself for it. I walked into it very afraid, nervous, and apprehensive but I made some great lifelong friendships.
Just sitting here on a plane I am crying because I know I won’t get these ten weeks back, I just have the memories of them. I am not going to wake up in the same room as Lisa tomorrow morning complaining that I don’t want to get up, while she is already on her computer checking facebook. I have no one to watch So You think You Can Dance or any of the other amazingly stupid shows we watch together. No more venues in crazy little towns or ginormus cites where we get lost. It’s just sad. I have all these things to remember and I don’t know how. Yes, I have used this blog for the entire tour, but not everything is on it. Some things I didn’t write down but I am desperate to remember.
I have had such a great time I don’t really know how to express it. I know I will visit everyone at some point or another and I will hopefully move to NYC by next June, but it’s going to be so weird not seeing everyone everyday.
Our family got a little shattered when Megan left the tour, and Shannon didn’t really care enough to try to be a part of the group even though we all tried to include her. She just didn’t care for us I guess or thought she was too good for us, but either way she just didn’t want to a part of an amazing group of people. She would have realized that if she wanted to bother. Oh well, her loss.
So the last week has been rough, but it just made it seem like the end was coming closer and there was no way to escape it. I don’t know what I am going to do without Chance, Lisa, Tony, Jonathan B, Jonathan Y, Jessica, or Megan. These people are so dear to me and we have gotten so close. It’s just rough…. And even though you can’t see it, I am bawling again over this. I am still sitting on a plane from Philadelphia to Charlotte, where I am going to see Mom and Jimmy, but part of me wants to get back in the van with the people I have grown to love and rely on. I want to drive to another part of the country with the beads on the visor in the van, me sprawled out on the back seat, watching the world go by while I read another book. That is all I can think about.
I have been exposed to so much on this, and I wish it would keep going. These amazing seven people have helped me grow so much as a person, develop a better fashion sense, understand what I truly want in life, know when to be a true to myself and tell people what I really think- no matter how blunt or bitchy (thanks Chance and Lisa).
I guess all I can still say is, it’s over and I want to go back. I want to enjoy this life again. I know it’s time to move on and find a new adventure, but I don’t know if that will ever happen…..
Each in their own right- these people are one of a kind and I love them all.