First things first, I'm moving. Not just to another apartment but to a whole different city. I am moving back to Miami. (Lord, help me not go completely insane.) I hate the thought of moving back to the place that robbed me of my innocence, of my childhood, of becoming me, but I'm going back. I can't stand the thought of leaving Tallahassee, but honestly, it's time to say goodbye and move forward.
You've opened my mind in so many ways, and I cannot possibly thank you enough for that. Here, I got to know a very important person...me. I got the chance to learn about my political views, about the kind of person I wanted to be, and I learned about love and hate and letting go. Now, I actually have views on my religious affiliation, and I know what I believe. Tally, you allowed me to heal, to mature, and you let me know that it's perfectly fine to build up a few scars. "It builds character." :) Tally, you've given me more than I could ever ask for. You gave me the gift of independence, and for that, you will never be forgotten.
|Noah Verrier, http://www.noahverrier.com/id2.html|
I am heart-broken knowing that I am leaving this place where this new Esther was born. This is my hometown, and I won't have it any other way despite if I was born in Jersey. As for Miami, there's still room in my heart for second-chances. Yes, I'm going back fully aware of my past, but I'm also going back stronger because I have this new person within me, and she is ready to kick ass if need be.
Miami, I will see your face again in a month and a half. Let the packing up begin! Oh, the joy...
On a happy side-note, I finally tried the nail marbling, and it is fascinating! I cannot wait to have the time and patience to do it again.
Well, I hope everyone's summer is going great...if anybody actually reads this blog...