leaving again...
i'm headed off once more.
leaving tonight at midnight.
funny...
i used to write about leaving and how familiar a scene it had become.
but in a sad way.
in a way i didn't want to expirience.
now,
leaving has become something so amazing
surreal
exciting.
i was looking at pictures of me when i first got here.
i look younger.
i look scared.
i look like i don't know who i am.
you have to lose yourself to find yourself.
or so the saying goes.
did i find myself?
i found a new part of myself.
a part that can exist in a world unfamiliar.
a part that can be just fine,
despite anything.
i like it.
i like who i am.
before too,
but now even more.
i'm getting a bottle of whiskey for the road.
and wearing every article of clothing i own.
camera.
tripod.
travel.
sweater.
i can't wait to show you pictures of the sweater i got.
it's so silly. and so perfect.
fits all wrong.
itchy.
uncomfortable.
and fucking rad.
see you in a few days.