Whine
I miss Boise. A lot.
I hope this place starts to feel like home soon. Sometimes I think it might but then I start having these fantasies of hopping in my car and just hauling ass back to Idaho. I would go right to Betsy's house and sleep in her spare bedroom. Then I remember that my car hasn't run in about a year and I have this obnoxious thing called a job (and apparently I'm expected to show up tomorrow). Plus, I would never go anywhere for long without Tracy.
I guess I thought that as long as I had the woman I love, I could be happy anywhere. And I'm sure it's true to an extent. So why do I feel like I just don't belong here?
My brave face is cracking more every day. I just don't know if I'll ever get this city figured out.
I hope this place starts to feel like home soon. Sometimes I think it might but then I start having these fantasies of hopping in my car and just hauling ass back to Idaho. I would go right to Betsy's house and sleep in her spare bedroom. Then I remember that my car hasn't run in about a year and I have this obnoxious thing called a job (and apparently I'm expected to show up tomorrow). Plus, I would never go anywhere for long without Tracy.
I guess I thought that as long as I had the woman I love, I could be happy anywhere. And I'm sure it's true to an extent. So why do I feel like I just don't belong here?
My brave face is cracking more every day. I just don't know if I'll ever get this city figured out.