Its hard to believe that in a month I’ll have my one year anniversary doing what I do today with so many fears and expectations. I was scared; but it was necessary. I’m still away from home home and home home home but it’s all paid off in the end – I think.
My parents have called me, telling me that with my new found freedom I’m now arrogant and rude, I might be and the comments hurt for a while, but then I remembered: I had a very brief teenage angst phase where it was spent mostly crying. This is my teenage angst and as much as I love it in about three months it’ll have to go away.
Still so many changes, still losing myself in the sauce, one day I’ll get it right, one day.