The realization that there are a magnitude of things to be dealt with before my departure has just struck me. Again.
Whilst the procrastinator in me just pushes the thought away to another weekend, the realist in me is trying to come to grips with the fact that time is now my elusive friend.
Debts to clear, subscriptions to cancel, accounts to close, extravagant indulgences to sell – it’s a veritable list of to-dos that really makes me wish I had another six months in Blingopolis. Sadly, two is all I have, and this will soon become a race against time to close up all and sundry.
In the meantime, if anyone’s in the market for a ’04 Lexus RX330, feel free to holla.
