I'M GOING TO GO CRAZY. I just had an AMAZING time on the island. I absolutely love it there. I love the place. I love the people. I love the smell.
Before I left on Thursday I was pretty sure I wanted to move to the island; I just didn't think it was practical. Now that I've thought it over I decided I shouldn't give up before I know for sure.
However, as SOON as I walked back in through my house doors the idea seemed so far off and absurd. It seemed insane! Now that I'm typing about it the temptation is still there.
Its different on the island now. I can feel that its not the same, but that's okay. Everything changes, and its good that I realize that. I was afraid that everything would be different. Now I don't have to be afraid. Things have changed, but not in a bad way. I love the city, I love the school. It offers the classes I want. I would love to live on my own. Those are things that will be the same throughout the social dynamics of my friend group.\
Its scary. Change is scary.
I just talked to Diane. Imma stay here.
You just talked to Diane? You're gonna stay there? Why? What happened?
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