You made me weak.

I hurt because of your cowardice..

I miss things I was used to and it’s your fault…

I look for shadows..chasing my tail looking for something that isn’there..

This is your fault and I wish you would cry..

I wish you missed me…

I’m bent on replacing you with someone honest..strong…

Strong enough to let me be myself.

You made me weak and I hate you for it.

Doesn’t that sound awesome? Ok..new fund y’all   LOL. I used to watch Samantha Brown on the Travel channel..I am so jealous of her life. Going everywhere she wants..granted there’s hiking and shit.. I’m gonna do whatever if my trip is free…

So yeah..I’ve been bitten by the travel bug..wanna head up the East Coast and try to learn about this country from something other than a book.   Touch the Washington Monument..stare in awe at the White House..walk the steps to Congress. I want to feel that vibe.

This change in my life has given me a new sense of yearning to explore. Its remarkable the things that come from such upheaval. I appreciate all my struggles..I hope you do too.