Born for leavin'.

I want to start this post by saying, 
I'm not being ungrateful at all towards my family, 
and I love my friends dearly. 
But there's something different about coming home.

I'm back in the same routine I was in three years ago. 
Before I moved away and made a new life for myself.
Before I fell in love with new coordinates.
Before I changed.

And it's just strange coming back to Long Island.
I found myself in Charlotte. 
I found happiness, 
and I found a sense of confidence I never had before.

Taking the same roads, 
to the same stores, 
and the same job, 
just helped me in making a discovery today.

I could never stay here even if I tried.
Not because of anything other than the fact that I cannot see myself living happily here.


I just needed to vent. 
I don't want to ever upset my family or friends.
But Charlotte stole my heart a long time ago, 
and this trip home just confirmed it. 

xo,
k