12-25-07
the clouds are so close I could literally touch them if only I was allowed to open my small Plexiglas looking glass.
Below me are thousands of children opening their eyes as the sun comes through the window to remind them it's Christmas morning.
Mighty mountains not covered in snow are clear to see and magnificent from up here.
Valleys filled with small towns and families running out to their living room trees to see what surprises lie beneath
I don't even know what I'm doing up here.
Mostly I couldn't bear to sit at home with my parents while my siblings were at home with their families celebrating the day.
I couldn't make it through another holiday wondering when it would be my turn.
so, I bought a plane ticket to Chicago
The only place in the world where happiness for me is guaranteed
The people there watched me grow into an adult during my first two years of college
They welcome me openly without ever pointing out the fact that I'm single.
my pressure-free zone
Am I running away from home and who I really am or am I going right into the arms of where I belong....
