here.

i've arrived. im finally, finally here.

maybe i'm just not sure how i feel.
let me just rest my chin on my propped up arm and stare at the ceiling and sigh really loudly.

oh wait, i've been doing that this whole-entire-day.

i always want to be satisfied right where i am.
i want to be accepting of the circumstances i'm in, and choose to have joy and be blessed wherever god sends me; making the best of everything that happens.

and despite all the rough parts of the last 18 years at home, they have been so very happy.
i loved every bit of my growing-up experiences.
i loved my highschool years.
i love the friends i made.
i love the laughs we shared.
i love everything those years taught me.

but then, so suddenly.
those years are behind me.
home isn't just 3704 southpoint street anymore.

the past few months have been this bridge-crossing experiment
and it sometimes felt terribly shaky and quite dangerous
but now i'm here.

i still don't know how i feel about that.

yeah, it hurts so deeply to say goodbye. and shut my white bedroom door for the
last time and yeah, its scary to know next to no-one in a very big city
and yeah, my heart is maybe still a little broken.
but being here is right. i didn't get here on accident. (gosh no)

this is me. happy, happy, happy.