I went over to the city where I'll be moving for grad school. CorgiMan and I had concert tickets with friends, and that was fun, except for the part where I stepped out during the opening band's set and burst into tears. It was really overwhelming to realize that this place was going to be my home (well, not the theater I was standing in, but you know what I mean).

This is the city where ManONineTails, my previous boyfriend, lives. I did long distance with him (some of you may recall from a few years back), but it was always a place I just visited. It was peripheral to my home, which is about three hours away. I have a network of friends who live there already, as well as my brother, so there's a social cushion waiting for me. There are lots of people who want to help me find a place to live and want to see me succeed. The program is really exciting (I got to tour the campus on Sunday and see the fucking GORGEOUS building where all my classes will be) but man, there were some emotions. I love my home as it is right now, and I'm officially on borrowed time here. It's my last spring and summer here for at least two years. And that makes me cry.

ETA: I wish I could show you guys the building, but I'm wary of giving away my location. Part of it looks like a fucking castle. It's a library. IT'S LIKE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST AND IT'LL BE WHERE I WORK FOR TWO YEARS ERMAGHERD