'cause I'm free, free-fffffaaaallin'.
Well, I'm moving into my new house Saturday, where I will be living with my roommate Johnathon and his son Dante. I'm so excited, more excited than I have been about anything else ever.
I talked to my parents about it tonight. I thought they'd be upset, but they see this is best for me. Mom isn't surprised, though she cried. She feels it's something that would do me some good, to help me understand things abit better.
I love the house. I can go sit on the front porch in the morning before work, and maybe sip orange juice or kool-aid and reflect. Maybe even a little prayer.
I wish I could describe the amazing feeling this gives me. This freedom, without the flaws and errors of my past "move-out decision" months ago.
Thank you, God. It's things like this that make me know without a doubt there's such a kind power as you.
I talked to my parents about it tonight. I thought they'd be upset, but they see this is best for me. Mom isn't surprised, though she cried. She feels it's something that would do me some good, to help me understand things abit better.
I love the house. I can go sit on the front porch in the morning before work, and maybe sip orange juice or kool-aid and reflect. Maybe even a little prayer.
I wish I could describe the amazing feeling this gives me. This freedom, without the flaws and errors of my past "move-out decision" months ago.
Thank you, God. It's things like this that make me know without a doubt there's such a kind power as you.