Leaving Home
It was a whirlwind this time around, Florida. We aren’t good for each other, and I think we both know it for a fact now. It was nice while we had it. David, we’ll always have that drunken morning in bed. Kevin, we will always have Miami. Misael, we will always have dancing. Kate, we will always have excitement.
Jen, we will always have each other.
Appropriate hashtags that are too long for this post: I’ll miss home. But you know what? I have two now. My family is wonderful. I miss them terribly. I love my independence, but don’t want to be alone. I have no year resolutions. I love my friends. Jennifer, let’s have holograms of each other so we can always do what we did last night. Why did I wear high waisted blue jeans to travel in? That is my only regret!
