Sorting Out Sorts...

So days run together everywhere, no matter where you go. I've been back in PA since the 20th of Feb., sixteen days to be exact since I left VA, and things have been up and down. It's not easy picking yourself up after plotting out a course for 7 months and finding that it doesn't work or doesn't work for you. Even still, it's nerve racking and saddening.

The same things that went in with you follow you when you leave. And I would have been wise to agree with my mother when she said, "Wherever your life is, there you are." But like the stubborn woman I am, it takes a while for things to sink in or accept the things that people tell me that I have a hard time swallowing.

Life has been a hard pill to swallow and almost none of it makes sense anymore and hasn't for quite some time...