Date: December 4th, 2013
Time: 12:17 am
Location: Dorm room, Wesleyan University, Middletown, CT
I know it’s early. It’s December 4th and I am still on solid ground and I haven’t left yet (not even close) but I just had the most intense wave of what I guess you would call the opposite of deja vu. A preview of a feelings to come. The airport. The leaving. The packing. The anticipation. The excitements. The disappointments. The coming. The going. The leaving. The staying. Everything.
There will be so much to experience. And not all of it will be good. I need to remember this. Not all of it will be good. None of it will be a solution. Any change, and becoming that comes from this adventure will come from within (yep, there’s going to be a lot of this crap on this blog so settle in for a cheesy ride).
I will write candidly here, as I am prone to do. I am trusting you, whoever you are reading this (lets be real, most likely just Mom and Daddio), wrapping you up in a web of words, taking you with me on this adventure. Words and pictures are part of how I process, and this is where they will be saved.
I know it’s early, but I had to write it down. The beginning, after all, began long ago.