Goodbye Home
With all of the hustle and bustle of working and making time for family and friends this break, I've almost forgotten about what the end of this break means. I can no longer call 202 Apple Drive my home. By the time I get a break from school, my family will have moved to their new home across the street from the 2 mile mark on the Sloppy 5 route (I don't know the exact address, but I will always remember that running route). It also marks the last significant length of time that I can say I live in Peoria. From here out it's 3 years of moving back and forth from Champaign to Chicagoland, and after that who know?. If I'm really lucky I might be able to find a job at the new proton accelerator on the border of France and Switzerland. But that's just a distant thought... there's no telling where I'll be then. Either way, as of now I don't ever see myself returning to Peoria on a permanent basis.
So farewell, Peoria. I can't say I'll miss much of the actual area, but the memories made in those areas are priceless. I am also giving an open invitation for anyone who reads this and actually cares to join me up in Chicago this summer. I will be lonely in my one bedroom apartment and making friends as good as the ones I have now will be next to impossible.
Now it is much too late for me to be typing on livejournal. I have to enjoy my last 3 nights in the bedroom I've called my own for the last 12 1/2 years.
So farewell, Peoria. I can't say I'll miss much of the actual area, but the memories made in those areas are priceless. I am also giving an open invitation for anyone who reads this and actually cares to join me up in Chicago this summer. I will be lonely in my one bedroom apartment and making friends as good as the ones I have now will be next to impossible.
Now it is much too late for me to be typing on livejournal. I have to enjoy my last 3 nights in the bedroom I've called my own for the last 12 1/2 years.