the long journey "home"
yes i did just use the term "home," quotation marks are required. i realize that once again, the house i grew up in is NOT my home. the greyness and cold remind me of the big reasons i moved south to begin with.
took me forever to get here. and it just feels surreal to be here at all. i am waiting to have a curfew imposed upon me. because well, that is how mom is.
friends haven't changed, but they have. i don't know. more to come i guess
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