Now, the idea of leaving the people that I spent every waking minute with for the last five months, makes me want to cry.



Maybe, part of my sadness is the stress of having to lead the County Unit meeting tonight (by the way during the campaign season I became the new chair when our old chair had to move away for a new job) and really not knowing how the hell to convene a meeting of the county central committee so we can elect a new chair and associate chair. And the fact, that if people don't take their shit tonight, I have to deal with it later.