You cannot truly see, until you open your eyes to things that you don’t wish to view and unfortunately, the world is an ugly place. This is something I have recently come to terms with, just because you want something, does not mean that you will get it.

The only thing I wanted was a place in this world. A group of friends to care about me and carry me through struggles, but I left. When I came back, it was different, I was different and I kept attempting to squeeze myself right back into a home that I out grew simply because it was comfortable.

Yeah, they are still my friends, but they are not my people.

Since then, I have found a new place to belong, a smaller circle. It’s just the two of us, sometimes three, and when my brother is in town, four. And as the months go on, we slowly accumulate more.

I’ve discovered that there is no where else I would rather be than riding shot gun and listening to a shared playlist and joking each other on the small things. Often times, we do not know where we are going, but we are all in the same boat.