And Then You Pack.

I'm moving to LA in 20 days. I'm moving to LA in 20 days?!

What do you do when you wake up in the morning as one person and go to sleep that night as someone else?

You pack.

Or...

You buy 3 duffel bags, a box of gluten free chicken strips, half a pound of brocollini salad, a blueberry Izze and a People magazine, sit down on your kitchen floor and hyperventilate.

You pray.

You call your sister and a few good friends, update Facebook, hand in two week notices, and then you call your Mother.

You sort through your memories and highlight the ones you don't want to forget.

You think about saying goodbye to Princess Charles at his drag queen show on the 18th and burst into tears.

In an effort to get it all in, you call and text old friends to arrange meetings and drinks and lunches and dinners.

You listen to your best friend when she tells you to stop worrying because you can't do it all.

You get honked at for not going when the light turns green.

You convince yourself that the fact that you've maintained a sense of normalcy at the office instead of dancing on your chair to Miley Cyrus' 'Party in the USA' should earn you a Best Actress Oscar nod.

You hold your breath until you realize that breathing is one of the necessities of life.

You sing The Bare Necessities.

You find, download and purchase The Bare Necessities from iTunes.
 
You thank God everyday for His grace in granting such an undeserving person her biggest wish.

You look at your newly purchased tube of toothpaste and think, "Wow, I'll still be using this when I live in California."

You find yourself staring into space with your eyebrows raised and your eyes bugged out.

You make yourself stop doing that because it dries out your contact lenses.

You buy lettuce even though you know you're too nervous to eat it.

You beg your Mom to drive across the country with you. She agrees. You throw up a little.

You pray again.

And then you pack.

HEARD. Vol. 2

The people quoted below have three things in common: they're all adults, they're all people I spend time with and none of them had any idea that their words were being recorded. Their identities will not be revealed.

Last time I gave myself 7 days to get the recording done. This time I just listened.

And this is what I heard.

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"I want some original house of pancakes. But I won't get any anytime soon because I'm a crackhead."
 
"I hate when someone dances and they thrust too hard. You can't fix that."
 
"It was like a silent announcement."
 
"It's nationwide. You know. The whole world."

"Happy birthday. Wait. I meant to say thank you. How did that happen?"
 
"I have to have a schedule or I'll just throw up all the time."
 
"Why when I say breathe do you breathe out? That's not breathing."
 
"I just wish I had a rhinestone cuff on my ankle."
 
"It's the latest thing! It's been out for awhile though."
 
"Whenever I walk around in Office Depot, my toes catch on the floor."
 
"Plain potato chips taste like stale milk."
 
"I want you to be Eminem for Halloween next Christmas."
 
"How do they grow chocolate?"
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Kilah: "If this is the caliber of people that make up my friendship circles, I must be doing something right."