i changed the link to this website. julie told me when i found someone that made me feel so compelled, that made the act nothing but a click of a mouse, than i was ready. i'm not sure i found that mirror, that lighthouse. but i have found the hopes in which i will thrive off of, and they have pushed me enough. it is no longer where we breathe, but where i breathe. and my silences are now verbalized. the important ones that i so long ignored.
my room here is so nice right now. it smells wonderful, the walls are clean and for the most part, empty. my space feels ten times bigger and i feel ten times comfier. i'm beyond excited for this trip, but every so often the thought kicks in and ravels around my brain and my heart and reminds me that i will not have a home for some time to come. my bed is more inviting than ever and my possessions are more loved than before. i am taking time to be thankful for what i have, and i know that soon i will understand that concept to an even greater extent. i look forward to living with the bare necessities. i look forward to packing and understanding my needs. i look forward to feeling at peace with myself and the life i carry on my back. i look forward to leaving this stage and welcoming the road as my home. but! i am petrified all in the same. i suppose that's how it goes. welcome to the unknown.