when youre walking away, im trying to get through
it's funny how we go through these large periods of growth. we learn about ourselves and our surroundings and the people in our life. we think we have it all figured it out. we get in a groove, we have habits and a system and we know what to expect. we think we have it all and we are on top of the world. our opportunities are limitless and nothing really seems to be in our way except small obstacles. obstacles like what shoes to wear and will he really like that present?
and then it all seems to change when you least expect it. while youre busy enjoying life, something is brewing that youre compeltely unaware of. you pack away your boxes and will see them a few months later when youre moving back in. your life is just put on pause while you go experience the other part of you in a new place with new people and new experiences. a plane ride. 3000 miles. phone calls late at night. new jobs. tears. longing for whats not yours. thinking you know whats right but mostly you just know what doesnt hurt.
so you think you have it all, you have big plans with a big heart and an open mind and then it all changes. suddenly. initially, you can sort of deal with it as long as you keep busy. you stay distracted and only in the darkest of the night do you ever realize what it actually means. you can feel your heart stretching across an imeasurable distance. its ridiculous how much your reality can change. one moment youre far away from your past and looking forward to your present and your future. the next minute youre right back in your past, longing for what you once had.
maybe im not supposed to stay any place too long? I left my home and went across the country. Maybe I couldn't be there more then a year? and maybe I am here to remind me of the love i have for my family and my hometown. i have these great jobs but something always seems to be missing.
im listening to broken social scene on repeat and waiting for a sign.
and then it all seems to change when you least expect it. while youre busy enjoying life, something is brewing that youre compeltely unaware of. you pack away your boxes and will see them a few months later when youre moving back in. your life is just put on pause while you go experience the other part of you in a new place with new people and new experiences. a plane ride. 3000 miles. phone calls late at night. new jobs. tears. longing for whats not yours. thinking you know whats right but mostly you just know what doesnt hurt.
so you think you have it all, you have big plans with a big heart and an open mind and then it all changes. suddenly. initially, you can sort of deal with it as long as you keep busy. you stay distracted and only in the darkest of the night do you ever realize what it actually means. you can feel your heart stretching across an imeasurable distance. its ridiculous how much your reality can change. one moment youre far away from your past and looking forward to your present and your future. the next minute youre right back in your past, longing for what you once had.
maybe im not supposed to stay any place too long? I left my home and went across the country. Maybe I couldn't be there more then a year? and maybe I am here to remind me of the love i have for my family and my hometown. i have these great jobs but something always seems to be missing.
im listening to broken social scene on repeat and waiting for a sign.