I've been busier in this past week and a half than I've been for the last 6 months. There are so many beautiful things about this town, and all of my friends and family, but I hate to say that a lot of it was seen through nostalgic, rose-colored lenses. There's a lot of not so wonderful things, too. I have so many conflicting feelings about life here. A lot of things that I don't even know how to feel about.
This vacation has been exhausting; I miss Florida, and my love. Both places feel like home and I don't know what to do. Livonia is dead, but it's all I've ever known. I don't know how to talk to my friends anymore. Sometimes I feel so lonely.
