This is going to be brief, as I need to get to bed. Tomorrow is the big day for moving back to Seattle! It's been delayed due to some minor complications, but all turned out well. Surgery proved my cyst is benign; I got more time with the family; got to say good-bye to friends; and got one final hurrah with a boy that intrigues me a bit too much. But all is well that ends well.
North Carolina had its ups and downs. High Point gave more downs than ups, but I also learned a tremendous amount about myself, my wants, my goals, and about life often being about the way you look at it. Yet, I also have learned that a lot of life is not only what you make of it, but who you have in it. Good people make a world of difference. And to those good people I met out here, and to my family and already good friend I had before coming out here, I thank you. I would have gone mad without you all.
Tonight my family was having dinner, and we were talking about once I'm done with school. I commented, "Who knows? Maybe I'll come back." Their jaws hit the table. I clarified, "NOT to High Point though. Somewhere more me...maybe Asheville or something." I don't know if that will happen, as I feel like there is always a world of new opportunities out there, and once I'm done with school it will open up like a whore with a good 12 drinks in her. Who knows? I just know that Seattle is temporary this time. The future after that will be a new place with new adventures that maybe can tame my wandering ass.
Until then, I roam home and leave with what turned out to be some really great memories from the dirty South.
