So soon now... things are falling into place. My affairs are [mostly] in order and all that's left is to pack up a few things (or a lot of things depending on how you look at it), work five days, and leave.
I feel like I need to be completely honest about how I'm feeling, if only for my own sanity. So, if you don't want honesty, don't read. :)
I have begun to feel as if I'm at my own funeral. I understand completely that people will miss me...I will miss them very much as well. I understand that it's probably harder for my family than it is for me - they are the ones who must carry on in this normal setting with me absent. But, I need to go before I am smothered. I'm ready...so ready, for a wide variety of reasons. I need this new start, I need my own life with complete freedom. I need a change of scenery. And, I get to study history! :)
Follow Love by FFH
I'm gonna miss this simple town
Full of memories
I'm gonna miss just hanging out
With all my friends
The rainy days and summer nights
Skippin' stones by the riverside
But I know it's time to go, so
Here's goodbye, here's so long
I must go and follow love
I feel my heart moving on
I must go and follow love
Carry on while I'm gone
This is what I been dreaming of
I'll miss you so, but I must go
Go and follow love
I've got a heart that's full of dreams
And a little bit of crazy
I can feel it pulling me
To somewhere I have never been
I'm packing up and leaving home
To travel into the great unknown
It's time, I have to go
We're not guaranteed tomorrow
so we must just keep on livin' for today
Make the most of every moment
Every step along the way
I'm going to miss the people here, sure. I'm going to miss the place. I'm going to miss the simplicity of living at home. But I'm ready. I may not be entirely capable, but I will learn to be so. I am EXCITED! I'm excited to be out there, and to embrace a new mundane. I'm excited to meet the people that God has for me out there.
Yeah. Please don't hate me for being ridiculously excited. Because I am, and that fact won't be changing.
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