Farewell Virginia

I move tomorrow, leaving behind Virginia as I once dreamed. Reality doesn't hit harder than this.

Even though I do look forward to coming back to Connecticut (and trust me, I do), I can't help but wonder how changed everyone might be. What will they think of me? It's almost almost scary, but I tell myself I have nothing to be scared about. That I shouldn't let the small things piss me off so easily like they did before. I'm better than that, I know better than that. I should really just concentrate on catching up with old friends.

"Gonna go work for the man!" Dad says. Honestly, I'm not worried at all. This should have been happening a couple of years ago. As always, it's my fault that it didn't. Oh, don't worry, I'm not bitter or anything, as I've come to accept this, but I am mad at myself for not taking an opportunity earlier on.

I did some editing around here recently. I pretty much deleted all of my nonsensical ranting (all of which could have been considered "emo"). I don't why; I mean, as far as I know, I'm the only one who reads this shiiite. Still, I couldn't bring myself to reread all of that stuff with a second glance, so I just got rid of it.

I'll be in Connecticut by this time tomorrow.