It's been a while since I've taken up blogging, about four years to be exact. I never really had much to say back then...but who's to say that I've found it possible to say much now, either? I suppose time will tell.
I'm an eighteen year old from Louisville, Kentucky. Not that exciting of a place, but enough of a place that I could call it home if I ever went back. I've had good memories and bad memories, but I'd never want to leave them behind. I like memories: the good and the bad. They're something to look back on, something to cause a smile or to shed a tear. I guess I never realized how important I held memories until I left.
"Leaving a trail is only a good idea if you can afford to lose what you're leaving behind,"
-- Photopia.
I'm leaving a trail, alright. But it's not a trail that I intend to lose. I'm leaving 4+ years of memories and friends behind for what, you ask? College. Virginia Commonwealth University, to be exact. Exciting? Yes. Perhaps the most excited I've been in quite some time. After all, it's the only school that I applied to. But with that excitement comes the pain of leaving everything behind. Sure, sure, I'm not technically leaving everything behind. After all, there's skype, AIM, MSN, facebook...the possibilities are endless. But who's to say that after a year of college life those close ties and friendships aren't going to diminish ever so slightly? Part of that frightens me. A lot. Like, a lot, a lot. But that's a part of life and growing up, right? Your bonds in high school just helped pave and form you into an individual who's ready to face the real world...kind of. That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt to leave everyone and everything I've known behind for new experiences, new faces, greater diversity.
After all, this is the first step; Not only is it the end of everything I've known, but the beginning of everything I will come to know.
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