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hmmm....
So lately things have been changing.
It looks like after five months of living out on my own, doing whatever I want and still maintaining all of my responsibilities, I'm moving back home. I don't exactly regret moving out... at all. My parents needed to see what life without me could be like so now that I'm back they won't take me for granted all the time. I've been talking to them and they realize that I am a very independent person, but they do want me to move home.
I'm gonna give it one more whack!
After I met you again and we spoke you told me how great of a relationship you had with your family. That they would always be there for you when you needed to fall back on them. How you and your dad were best friends.
I wanted that so bad.
After Jerilee broke my heart I felt so alone in my life. Bitterly alone. It didn't even seem that my family could fill the hole that they had created by not attending my graduation, or the casum that Jerilee left. Gaping and dead. I honestly felt like the only person that I could talk to and not feel alone was my ten year old brother Nick. He's so young, but he understands things on my level and talking to him and hanging out with him was another reason for me to come home.
Now, once again I have to pack my things and do it again......
"She wrote my name in the sand. My name for the wind to blow from her memory. My name for people to see and wonder who that could have been. For them to walk all over and for the waves to consume in one rhythmic swallow. I'll drift out to sea and she'll forget all about me. One day."
Like sand through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives.
Zachariah Bowden.