A different place and time.
It's been 3 days since I said my goodbye to my close friends for the past 7 1/2 years. I have not heard a peep from them, and can only hope that things worked out. It's about the only thing I can really do. Part of it is the paranoid part of your brain that wanders into the potential fears that something horribly wrong has happened. Being apart and out of touch does this, and I really do miss talking with them about day to day shit.
However, I think after all this time, after all we've been through together... Deep down I'd know if something amiss had happened. It is the connections you make that bind you together. If anything, I know I have touched upon the world that exists on the other side of the looking glass. I don't claim to have crossed over the threshold, nor can I provide conclusive proof... Yet I know it is there. Call it faith in a world too strange for print, too abnormal for the sake of simplicity.
I find myself excited with my own move in the coming days. It will be nice to finally be able to stretch out and fill an empty space with just that which I have collected and gathered over the years. A sense of independance that I have not felt in quite some time. Though I find myself somewhat at a crossroads, as I usually have been at least associated with other people in the household -- Even if I hide myself away in my room, away from their lives. I've become a hermit of sorts, and I fear I will become more-so one.
Find thyself, and the world becomes that much clearer. That much more important. I'm going to be doing a lot of soul searching in the coming days, and with it comes a chance to change the world around me. The kid gloves are off, and it's time to face the challenges of tomorrow first hand. Maybe then I'll be able to take a queer little walk down life's rabbit hole.
However, I think after all this time, after all we've been through together... Deep down I'd know if something amiss had happened. It is the connections you make that bind you together. If anything, I know I have touched upon the world that exists on the other side of the looking glass. I don't claim to have crossed over the threshold, nor can I provide conclusive proof... Yet I know it is there. Call it faith in a world too strange for print, too abnormal for the sake of simplicity.
I find myself excited with my own move in the coming days. It will be nice to finally be able to stretch out and fill an empty space with just that which I have collected and gathered over the years. A sense of independance that I have not felt in quite some time. Though I find myself somewhat at a crossroads, as I usually have been at least associated with other people in the household -- Even if I hide myself away in my room, away from their lives. I've become a hermit of sorts, and I fear I will become more-so one.
Find thyself, and the world becomes that much clearer. That much more important. I'm going to be doing a lot of soul searching in the coming days, and with it comes a chance to change the world around me. The kid gloves are off, and it's time to face the challenges of tomorrow first hand. Maybe then I'll be able to take a queer little walk down life's rabbit hole.