weekend home.

i come home on the weekend.

i go home on sunday.

i have two homes. its an odd feeling.

i feel like i am in a constant limbo.

my family at home moves on with their lives while i pretend to move on at school. my school life is a constant change. a change in friends, a change in classes, a change in myself.

the time between leaving the family & moving out is an odd one. almost like i am floating. learning new things, finding myself, but floating. never really belonging anywhere.

the most interesting thing of all though is, happiness still seems to come my way.

it finds me in the most obscure ways. through a 25 cent national geographic and a wolf t shirt for a dollar. through sun kissed cheeks and the sweet sounds of the naked and the famous.

& when a general authority says: love is available for all of us.

that's all. except for this quote:

i love the relationship that anyone has with music...

because there's something in us that is beyond the reach

of words, something that eludes &

defies our best attempts to spit it out...

its the best part of us probably.

.nick hornby.