I can't believe that I am happy to be back in my hometown. I thought that once I got away for a little while, I would never come back. But...I found myself missing the dirty streets, the smog, the congestion, my friends. I missed driving down the Avenue at 1 a.m. screaming lyrics to my favorite band at the top of my lungs. I missed the Portuguese Feast. I missed all the junk cars.
I just flat out missed it.
And I never thought that I would.
I talked a good game about leaving, and when I had the chance, I turned it down. I guess I'm afraid of change, you can bet your a** that I am. Changing means new opportunities, more chances to fail and I hate the act of failure. In fact I'm deathly afraid of failing.
There's only one way to go from here. And that's forward, I'm going to live my life as if I could die tomorrow, and I guess...
I'll see you all at the crossroads in life.
Aurora Pax Community Member 
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