Bucketlist.
Expatiate;
US-Mexican Border. Not proud.
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And if I look back on this in however many years, I will know I miss my two female significant halves (Cheated a bit, obviously) more than anything. Miss Em and Niki, I wish I met you both earlier, a lot a lot a lot earlier. So we (or I, pretending you are present) shall dance to this song, because that is the best way I can express my gratitude. Such silly and significant moments I have shared with you gumbas. Cheers my loves - may you forever act like kids and allow college to fill you with euphoria.
Roads more or less traveled… just choose a damn road
Well, I have decided to transfer schools. Yes, it was within my knowledge I made this vast decision approximately 4 days before departing towards my initial decision. Scary thought when it’s printed on my screen, do I regret it? No. Am I excited? Absolutely. This change has changed me, and my life I’m assuming. Or atleast it will, in many ways, and the thoughts and emotions running through me are far too complex to portray via words. So I’m not going to try, instead I will say that I am thrilled, tickled, spirited, restless, and every emotion that makes us human. And I do, I feel very human. What a great feeling that is, and what a great choice I have made. All this rambling to say, I will not forget this life changing decision I have imposed on myself and other important people. Infact, I hope I choose to leave my comfort zone and decide to spontaneously make a decision knowing it has serious repercussions on my future. This move created a new feeling in my stomach, head, and soul. If you decide to stay inside the intangible box in your brain, you will be closing off a road that can’t be traveled again. So here I am, feeling all spiced up because I feel more dangerous, alive, mature, and happy. So happy indeed, and nobody can stop me. College, a seven letter word, just developed into something so much more exciting. Leeeess esssploreeee. Doin’ it. Seattleeeee, get at me.
Art, ladies and gentlemen. .
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“I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.”
