As I write this, I am packing my things, ready to move again to another place.
I am quiet and uneasy. All I'm thinking is "I don't want to move again..."
Screw this whole setup. I have been saying goodbye so many times to friends every time I leave for a new city. I left Florida and said goodbye to one of the best friends I've known and to very good people there, and now, I have to say goodbye again to the friends I have made here in San Diego.
Why is it that whatever it is you're trying to avoid, that's what life gives to you? Goodbyes, goodbyes, and more goodbyes. I have said it so many times, I sometimes don't know who I am anymore... And no matter how many times you do it, you never get used to it.
/endwhine
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Leaving San Diego
Posted by
chris
at
11:47 PM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment