The self I left behind in CA is not the self that I am now.
The bittersweet nostalgic feeling that swept over me as I was meandering down Kelly Drive took me totally by surprise “I’M GOING TO MISS THIS CITY”
Oh Philadelphia, you’ve snuck under my skin.
Part of me, a large part, wishes I had no moorings. No ties. That I didn’t get teary eyed when thinking about things (and people) I will leave behind.
Part of me, a much smaller part, wants to go back home.
All of me realizes that I will be ok.
But that life is bittersweet.
The only thing that stays the same is change….
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