This isn't a new sight for me, this is something I can come to expect when I'm home.
Its weird to think of where I was this time last year and where my heart was and where I thought I would be now. Its kind of amazing to see just how drastically different my thoughts were to where I am now. Funny, even, because it just goes to show how little control I have over my life.
I have a few really big decisions to make in the next few months about my next steps and where I'm going to end up, and this thought scares me and makes me feel useless, because I can plan all I want, but I'm going to end up where I'm going to end up no matter what I do.
All of this to say, that like a book I often reference to, I have the eyes of a refugee; ready to be out of whatever I'm in. Wanting nothing from anyone, nothing to keep for myself, except my freedom; just to get out of here.
So, Atreverssiamo. Let's cross over from here.
