i am here and it is my last day. i feel excited and terrified. i feel a little ready and a little not. it has been a good trip, though. i feel loved and missed and that if i do decide to come back i will have a home.
my heart feels happy.
it is blistery outside and i love it. the trees are bare, but lively. hopeful. i will drive from this city this very night. and i will lose a little of myself when i do. but i must leave in order to come back.
feel the warmth of you and yours this season. while the cold air may seem relentless find somebody who needs love and love them fully.