Is the thought that goes through my mind these days. Its easy to say that you want to go back home after just a quick experience but then after things start to unroll and you make more and more new friends and you start to hang out and this and that and before you know it you just started you new life and you need to pack up and go back home.
"already..." said the little boy in a disappointed yet accepting voice of the dire truth that has come into reality.
The longer i stay here the harder it is to go back with the mindset of leaving forever. What do i do with all my new friends? what about my old ones? What is home now...
O God what have i gotten myself into... Identity crisis.... kind of... not really just torn thinking of the inevitably future at hand.
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danny, i feel like that too. although, right now, i can't wait to go back home. i miss the leaves in the fall on the east coast. out here it's all pine trees or ..no trees. T_T
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