my friends and family, of course. I would never have made it out here without the support of those I left behind. You all constantly remind me why I want to be here and, likewise, remind me why I want to go back 114 days from now. (I’m not counting down. I just checked out of curiosity.)
I don’t miss:
that feeling of wanting to burst out of my comfortable bubble, to challenge what I know about life. While not burst, consider that bubble greatly expanded to accommodate all that I’ve learned and observed. I’m finally understanding the world beyond the eastern seaboard, if only a little. I doubt I’ll return completely enlightened, but I like this knowing.