August Rush

I am enjoying my last full day home. This week has flown by and I am trying to get in as much hugs as I can before I leave.

I hate this. I hate being torn between two worlds. One where I am independent and leading a life that I hope will be full of adventure, passion, and happiness. And one where I want nothing more than to be with my family in our little world known as Small Town USA. Where weekends are spent watering plants, making pancakes and watching marathons on various channels.

I hate being torn between two worlds that differ so greatly but that offers me things I feel that I both want and need. I feel anxious about being pulled in two directions, I feel suffocated by my own desires to be fully apart of both worlds even though I know I will eventually have to release myself from one (a little) in order to move forward.

Until then, I am enjoying my last full day home. In bed. Hugging my pillows and taking in this place and my life here until the next visit.