Lately I've been feeling like the old me - like how I used to feel when I first moved to Chicago. Excited about all of the possibilities and things that I have never experienced before. Wanting to try new things that I never got a chance to do at home. And really just soak in the realization that I'm not at home anymore. I made it out. I know that lately I haven't been myself - been too caught up in other people and my feelings. But I have to remember why I came here...that my life doesn't revolve around Chicago or who I meet in Chicago...that I did have a life before this...that I had a reason for packing up my life...for leaving my friends and my family...
I have to get back in touch with me and what this move was all about
