home
i'm going home today, to the old, the familiar. i'm afraid it'll feel strange, but i'm also afraid that it won't feel strange at all. life is a funny thing, and so is time. it's strange to think that if things had turned out differently, this whole week of my life would have been spent in completely different way.
i don't so much mind the way it ended up, though. this morning i woke up to a little girl running her fingers on my face, saying "tee-tee, tee-tee" and i realized i'm not really ready for a lot of things, and i'm not really happy with a lot of things, but overall, i think everything is going to be okay.
i think i'm going to be okay.
i don't so much mind the way it ended up, though. this morning i woke up to a little girl running her fingers on my face, saying "tee-tee, tee-tee" and i realized i'm not really ready for a lot of things, and i'm not really happy with a lot of things, but overall, i think everything is going to be okay.
i think i'm going to be okay.