Today my mom asked me what I'd like for Christmas. It's October, and I just had my birthday, but that's my mom. Anyway, she started suggesting stuff, like a really nice computer monitor [since my current one is ancient] and a bunch of stuff for my apartment. After a few minutes I figured I'd better remind her of something.

First, I don't need any of that. Second, there is a high possibility that I could be moving within the next year to a place where none of that matters, and where none of it can go with me. She got kind of quiet after that.

I don't know how long it's going to take for her to at least fully acknowledge this fact. I think I need that from her, even if she doesn't fully accept it until I pack my bags. [If I even get that far in the process.]

Have you ever dreaded something that you knew was inevitable?
[If anyone answered no, you're a liar.]

I was going to elaborate in that annoyingly ambiguous way I tend to do,
but changed my mind.
It's not time yet.