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Sometimes it is nice to get away.But I would be just fine staying with it all.
I asked my brother on the car ride home from Maryland where he wanted to live later on, if he wanted to stay here or move somewhere else.He said about how so many people say things like, "I can't wait to get away from this place."And how he would be fine with staying here, that he probably would.I am almost surprised he feels the same way as I do about that, but on the other hand I am not surprised at all.I can't wait to explore before settling down.I was thinking after grad school, I would do this.Maybe I wouldn't start up my exact career.Maybe I would persue photography and traveling, like I had wanted to later on anyways.When talking about my english project to my father and brother, I told them about what I want to do college and career wise.I can't really know for sure what they thought, but they didn't bash the idea or anything, which makes me happy.As much as I think sometimes that I don't care what my brother thinks about me and what I do..I really do care, greatly.
I don't really know what all of that was about, more just my thoughts and making sense of them for myself.
I decided when I get my own house, I want a balcony.I like being up high and looking out over everything.Seeing the world, or a portion of it, from above.I would sit out there in the early morning, or late at night, and just look out, thinking.It really is nice to do.Maybe lean on the rail on my elbows with a mug of coffee or tea, with the steam rising into the cool morning air.I would blow on the hot liquid and take long sips, savoring the taste.
I like thinking about the details of things one normally doesn't notice.
I asked my brother on the car ride home from Maryland where he wanted to live later on, if he wanted to stay here or move somewhere else.He said about how so many people say things like, "I can't wait to get away from this place."And how he would be fine with staying here, that he probably would.I am almost surprised he feels the same way as I do about that, but on the other hand I am not surprised at all.I can't wait to explore before settling down.I was thinking after grad school, I would do this.Maybe I wouldn't start up my exact career.Maybe I would persue photography and traveling, like I had wanted to later on anyways.When talking about my english project to my father and brother, I told them about what I want to do college and career wise.I can't really know for sure what they thought, but they didn't bash the idea or anything, which makes me happy.As much as I think sometimes that I don't care what my brother thinks about me and what I do..I really do care, greatly.
I don't really know what all of that was about, more just my thoughts and making sense of them for myself.
I decided when I get my own house, I want a balcony.I like being up high and looking out over everything.Seeing the world, or a portion of it, from above.I would sit out there in the early morning, or late at night, and just look out, thinking.It really is nice to do.Maybe lean on the rail on my elbows with a mug of coffee or tea, with the steam rising into the cool morning air.I would blow on the hot liquid and take long sips, savoring the taste.
I like thinking about the details of things one normally doesn't notice.