I guess you never know what's going to happen.
3,000 miles is the approximate distance between "home" and where I am now... but somehow, as I moved away, I felt that much closer to discovering myself.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Torn
Maybe I made a grave mistake. I came back, and maybe that was the wrong choice. I didn't think I'd fall so completely in love with being here and I am seeing that it is going to be so incredibly painful to leave. I know that I can't really think about it at this point, and I have the whole year in front of me, but I an already feel the sense of being ripped away too soon. My plan was never to transfer...I remember that being suggested to me, and I said that I would NEVER transfer.
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