After two days, I came back home, it felt right, I’m still not really myself but I wanted to be here. It’s where I wanted to start my life and it did. And that’s my life; weird, messy, complicated, sad, wonderful, crazy and above all epic.
And I own it all to my friends, at first I was dead inside but they brought me back to life and I’m going to live it as best as best I can, for long as I can. Even after our long and happy lives, we are still worried that we will never find peace but I know it’s wrong because peace and hope exist. It lives and everything we hold dear. That’s the promise of hope, that one day, after a long life we find that one person who will never leave you again.