A YOUNG PIONEER

So, it’s been a week since I left Columbia. It feels (extremely) bittersweet. I’m just now feeling the void of not having my friends around. Haven’t exactly been alone this past month, which is a first really. I usually crave alone time. But it’s been wonderful to spend each and every day with a different friend and the occasional day with a boy. Guess things are starting to sink in. My friends are three and a half hours away and while it’s not the greatest, it’s certainly not the end of the world. I’m starting to do things for myself now. Growing up and setting foot into the ‘real world.’ At least I haven’t gotten emotional about it yet. 

I’m just now getting into CULTS. Loving every minute of it. I’ve been neglecting music lately and just listening to Drake, which isn’t to say I don’t adore him. But I guess by listening to him and not what I normally do, it pushes my feelings even more deep down.

I’m pretty awful at expressing anything. I don’t tell people anything and when I do, I don’t admit the full truth. I’m always leaving something out even if I don’t mean to. But that doesn’t matter.

I’m in a new place in my life and while I miss my friends and this boy, I’m going to make the best of it. Happiness is a choice and that’s what I’m choosing. Nothing can hold you back if you decide to press on, right?