I suddenly miss everything about Oregon.
I wonder sometimes what it would be like if I never left. Maybe I wouldn’t have lost some of the things I’ve lost, but at the same time I wouldn’t have been able to gain all I’ve gained. I guess…It’s one of those things I’ll never know.
I miss my friends and all the things we did together; how planning, being festive and loving themes wasn’t out of the ordinary.
I miss my HOME.
As said by Mya, "Take me there, I wanna go there!…Sittin’ here thinking ‘bout yesterday. About what we did and how we used to play just the thought of you brings a smile upon my face that’s how it makes me feel to see you everyday "
is too much for me. I enjoy the parties, clubs and all that come with it, but compared to my life in Oregon this is SO different.
Some days, like today, I wish to just raise a white flag and move back. Move back to all that’s familiar and more me, but I know there’s a reason I’m here in this city right now.
I’ll be back though. Bet.
Home is where the heart is and my heart is forever an Oregonian.
3 days and 7 hours!