Well, I'm here now...my life is in dissarray and I feel a mess. Is this the growing part? The make or break part? The insanity part? All of the above?
A part of me feels like walking away and the other part of me can't think of anywhere else to be. How's that?
Half of my brain is frantically searching for another place to move away to and the other half is looking for ways to solve this riddle. Is this what it feels like to be a basket case? slowly losing my mind or onto something good here....
I miss the Big Island so much I can't stand it, but know there's no way I can go back.
Where does that leave me?
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My apartment doesn't feel like home, and I don't have any desire to make it into one.
I catch myself thinking about living anywhere but this island...This is a familiar feeling, I'm just wondering if it will end the same...
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