This is the best time to do this I think. Pick up where we left off. Blogging, writing, procrastinating (you and I both know I don’t know really what that means). This is a new chapter of life, a new start. Not that what I was living was bad and I NEED a new start. It is however, a new start. Starting a new job, starting new friendships, starting a new social experiment really.
Leaving home was hard. All day I’ve been quiet but not thought too much into things, now I’m walking out the door and my throat feels like an adder has a grip on my wind pipe. It’s tight and burns. My ears burn as well, you won’t think of that being a side effect of tears but next time you find your self trying to stop your self from blubbering, take a moment to think ‘fuck my ears are hot’. It might even make you deter from crying.
It’s hard saying bye to your parents, it’s a strange good bye. I’m sure ill see them in two weeks time when I visit home, so it’s not a good bye for ever, like how it would be with a cheating girlfriend or fired colleague. It’s a deceleration of “thank you for my childhood, I’ve had an amazing time” (at least it was for me, and it feels like I’ve been punched in the stomach).
I know there is so much future for me, future which I’ve managed to fall onto the path of (which is unheard of by the way) and I’m excited, scared shitless, but excited.
I’ve got such great friends, who are proud of me and as excited as I am to see where I end up. Also the most amazing girlfriend who, I know, is there to go through thick and thin with me.
Goodbye the comfort of home, I took you for granted but know how great you were.
Hello, cold, hard world…come at me bro!