Today was my last real day at work, a day without the manager, without the new girl who's slowly catching on, but will prove to be a thorn in the manager's side. I have two more days outside of home, away from it all. College. I never found school appealing as much as I do now. Another escape, especially after the one I just took. So, I can't sleep. It's the anticipation, it's the waiting, it's the endlessness in the waiting. It's almost as though I'm never going to make it there. I have to pack, I have to be ready, and I'm not. I'll never quite be ready, but are we ever?