Far away for far too long.
It just hit me that not only have I grown up, but everyone around me has too. My neighborhood has outgrew itself and the carefree days of the trampoline, tree climbing, shooting stars and hide and go seek are gone. Then again, they always seem to come back, even if for a short time. I can't believe B is really leaving...it seems impossible because he's always been 12 and I've been 11. He can't be 18 and Mike can't be 22. It's so surreal. Somedays it's just impossible that I'm really going to leave this place. Halloween next year. I won't be here. That's weird. It's not that I can't adjust but you know how you get completely comfortable in a year to year routine? I guess it works that way with a lot of things. And then when you really want to do something and go for it, you know you can, but you're scared, because it's never happened before. And then you give yourself time to think and you completely talk yourself out of it. Damnit, I'm sick of it and I'm not going there again. That was a major tangent to a point that I wasn't even trying to make. I think I'm done for now. It's amazing how we grow up before our own eyes, and the world never stops spinning.
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