Another few days and this place I've called "home" these past three years will no longer be mine. I'm actually kinda happy about that to be sure, but oh, parting can indeed, be such sweet sorrow. I've grown here, become somehow stronger in the face of some serious violence, and a co-dependent, abusive, roommate who happens to be a drug abusing pschotic, anti-social, control freak. Now I'm looking forward to getting out of here and on with a better, newer healthier life. That's my hope at least, and one I'm going to work hard on making for myself a step at a time.
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