Sometimes I wanna go back. To just give up and go home. But even though I've not got as many friends here, and that there's hardly anyone I can just chill with... I don't wanna go back 'cause of all the things that've gone on back there. We were all a lot younger and I admit I still make some pretty rash decisions, but I think I've grown up a lot. I really do feel that this move was good for me as a person... and yeah, so I can't go to Whataburger and have a discussion about the speed of light, or pop down my tailgate in my driveway and just see who drops by... but I guess that's what this whole "growing up" thing is all about.
I do miss the ocean, though.
::: posted by tinafish at 5:01 AM :::