The Best of What's Around

I'm not too sure of what to expect. There are so many thoughts running through my head about this life of mine. I am definitely not where I belong, but I sure as hell am not where I shouldn't be. Does that make sense or is my rhetoric too confusing for this post? Put simply, I have mixed feelings about the first two days of this adventure. Because that is what it will be at the end of the day, an adventure of my mind and a couple of towns I called home. I will walk with my own ghosts and resurrect a past I flew hundreds of miles away from to forget.

I am a year older, maybe wiser and it's only a rare moment when I think about the decisions I've made or others have made for me that have gotten me to this point. What will the dedication page of my first novel say? How many will email hate mail because my experience is different than they remember it? Where will I be next year? Would you like fries with that?

I will be on a plane in 24 hours, hopefully almost there. Holding my breath, waiting for everything to fall into me.