Life's been pretty crazy lately, and when life decides to take off—it doesn't slow down. My family is repairing though my relationships have shifted. I barely speak to my mother and now live with my dad. I'll admit it was strange at first but I feel so comfortable here. Besides, university's shown me that your room isn't what is important, but rather who you surround yourself.

So I'm here until September when I can ship my heart back to its homeland, and head back to school. There's something about the air in that city that makes me feel safe and comfortable. I know that my life splits when I exit that highway, and I appreciate that for what it is—escape. It's probably not healthy, I know that, but I don't want to think about my life when I go back to school. I love feeding off the petty arguments and dramas that arise in this young adult world I find myself in, they never phase me anymore. Not after December.

So I'm waiting as patiently as I can for the winds to change. The cool autumn breeze that chills my bones always lets me know it's time to go back.

Ardently,

Allie