Home.

They were all right, you know. We all moved on with our lives. What everyone said about us, well, it's true. We all got through one semester staying together, but now look at us. We're all separated. But this is reality. We grew up.

I've been thinking about this for a bit now. I've been wondering if i want to go to the high school this week. And the answer is, no. I really don't. Mainly because i'm out of that stage now. Like i said, i grew up. Missouri State is my home now. Every time i come back here, i can't wait to leave again. I out grew this town, this place. Everything. This isn't where i want to be anymore.

And it is sad. But we all go through it. We all go to our own worlds where we live our own lives. We meet new people to fill those worlds. And soon enough, that's all you know. Now i'm not saying that i've completely dropped or lost contact with all of my old friends. No, i still talk to a few. But that's just it. A few. I remember this time last year making promises with everyone saying we would always stay in touch, no matter what. It obviously didn't happen.

I guess it's kind of bitter sweet. I lost a lot. But i gained more. College and high school are totally different worlds. Two worlds that will forever be separated. And the sooner i can get back to my home, the better. I don't belong here anymore. I truly don't.

Song of the day:

300 Violin Orchestra by Jorge Quintero