last minutes

so, i should be finishing up packing.
last day in my town b4 a summer away.

i've been home as long as i was travelling last year.
time.
weird.

went to a party on saturday night.
was thinking before hand: i bet i'll meet a guy the week before i go to leave.
so what happens.
i meet a guy.

could be nothing.
could be something.

all i know is he's cute, he spent the night in my camper and we just had an hour long fb conversation.

so maybe i'll see him when i get back.
and maybe i wont.

but it seems i've met someone i'd like to see again - and i think the feeling is mutual.

life.
you are so predictable.