→ 24 Aug 11 at 11 pm
I’m not good at endings, and it seems like that’s all that happens to me lately. I’m not good with change.
Just when I start thinking that I’m okay with home - I’ve figured out where I’m good- we’re moving again. It’s rough. I’m bad at endings and at change. I need consistent things. I can’t cope when things move fast.
I feel like there’s a lot left for me here. Everywhere, maybe. There’s so much more that I could be knowing, but I’m content with understanding rolling waves and wind. I don’t need much more.