Saturday, July 23, 2011

Feelings

It's now, the rest of my life. I'm flying tomorrow, which I guess is exciting in itself (I'm one of the few people that actually kind of like airplane food), and my life is beginning. Granted, it's been beginning for quite some time now, but I feel a sad detachment from all my belongings, feeling for the first time that I really am growing up, it's time to wave goodbye to excuses of immaturity and shoulder up the burden of adulthood.

Let me tell you, it is not fun. I would much rather stay careless and unknowing. But, alas, time prevents me from becoming Peter Pan. Now, I must sleep. There is too much to say and I must say it all at once or not say it at all. So I'll save my imminent rant for a more appropriate time.

Good night limited readers out there. God bless you all.

Love,

Calista.