Tonight we'll dance like we're in love
In August you leave everything you've ever known. You're dropped at a place you've only vistied once or twice and left there. You are alone. They tell you you are supposed to find people in the mass to call your friends and to arrange your bland box of a dorm room into a place you can sleep every night. You are given a schedule and set free. They tell you that this is now life. They tell you to make it home.
So you try. You meet and discard people and get discarded by people. You adapt to a new way of life. You eventually find your place and are even calling this place home.
You realize by this point that 8 months have passed. They tell you you're going back. Out of life and into everything you had ever known a few months ago. You stare at your bags trying to figure out what to do with them. But this is real life...why would you take everything you own with you on a vacation?
16 days left.
Just a thought: When is the last time you lived a movie moment?
So you try. You meet and discard people and get discarded by people. You adapt to a new way of life. You eventually find your place and are even calling this place home.
You realize by this point that 8 months have passed. They tell you you're going back. Out of life and into everything you had ever known a few months ago. You stare at your bags trying to figure out what to do with them. But this is real life...why would you take everything you own with you on a vacation?
16 days left.
Just a thought: When is the last time you lived a movie moment?