Written just before my ultrasound:
Pain sings like echoes
stuck rebounding between these
narrow pelvic walls
I move to Boston on the first of September. I'm kind of pissed actually. I am in Jamaica now feeling that olympic frenzy. I arrived on the 20th and only planned to leave on the 30th so I could make it to Boston in time to move in with the roomies. Turns out the boys struck a deal and are moving in on the 30th. In response, Didem is moving in on the 31st. I will be last to arrive and last to pick a room. What portends! Is this what is to come? Am I ready for Boston and this new life...
Than again, things have always had a stunning way of working out in my favour. Maybe Boston is not ready for me... :)
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