holy crap. i move back to new york this weekend. holy crap.
i feel like i'm in a fuckin time warp. my entire life is about to change drastically...again...
its different this time. i feel like i have become this totally different person over my years in richmond and now i am finally coming home. home to my family, home to my friends, home to my city, but i cant help but wonder if home is still home.
sure, i've got a great place to live, super roommates and eventually i will find a job, but what about all that i left behind. is it still there? am i strong enough now to deal with my life after abandoning it for so long? i only hope the strength and insight i have gained here stays with me.
dont get a girl wrong, i am siked, but equivalently terrified.
and then there is dealing with leaving this other home here in rva. this is quite an emotional roller coaster. i try to excited about moving but at the same time, i have to say good bye all over again. i hate good byes.
man, i am distracted and emotional and rambling and confused.
note to self, do not write while menstrating.
14 years ago
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