i'm not talking about no america patriotism shit.
i'm talking about being on your own shit.
I'm here, in Texas. I left everyone and dropped everything back in NY. Why? Mainly for working reasons - to make money, save it up, and pay off my debt. I don't plan to stay in TX forever.. it's a nice place but nothing is tying me down here besides work. I'm like a work nomad.. But I must admit.. after living at home with the parents for 22 years and then finally venturing out on my own is a little exciting. It's a work in progress tho... I am in a gray area, probably the arbitrary transition space between dependency going on into independence. Here my thoughts are collected, my regrets, my desires, and all the little battles raging within me. How I choose to break away from this zone will make me or break me. My main concern is that i am on my own for this path that i have taken. Or am I?
bring it on
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