Home (Bitter)Sweet Home

I've been at my mother's house for the last few days and I honestly have a new respect for my little place called home in Greensboro. Well let me back track...



I've been away from home for almost 3 years with sporadic visits during my breaks at school. The last time I was home was in March 2009 {S.B} and hadn't been back since. I went to summer school from early June to end of July. I was provided with enough time to relax for about a week and a half before the school year started. my initial plan was to stay in NC and get my new place together...that's not even close to what happened.

After several HARASSING phone calls from my mother, pretty much begging me to come home, I conceded and got on a plane and came back to Lima. I never really wanted to come home for several reasons;
1. With only a week and a half before classes started I felt it was unnecessary and a waste of money
2. I'm not close with anyone in my family, and there wasn't one person I really wanted to see.
3. I've made a life for myself in Greensboro.

Regardless of what I wanted I got on a plane and have been home for the past 9 days. I don't know how I lasted but I did, but the real credit goes to my friends, without them I think I would have lost it...But the silver lining to this story is that I'm going back to that little slice of heaven that I call home in a matter of hours and I can't wait=)