make of that what you will

it's funny how coming home always seems like a great idea when you're away.
after a few days, though, after all the old friends and family outings and welcomed feelings are worn out, it's just another shit town. i think a week and a half of lexington is more than enough.
a week and a half left, though.
eventually, i won't have to come back at all.
summer 2010. looking forward to it, and backwards, to see what i've missed.
not much at all.
good riddance.

the thing is, it's not that i have some deep hatred for this place.
i'm glad to have grown up here. i recognize the blessings in having lived here for all of my life. it's just not the kind of place i want to revisit any more.
too much has gone on here. i'd rather start somewhere new. new york sounds good. it's my goal, in fact.

forehead resting on a record shelf
amid moving boxes stacked
i'm still waiting for the right words
make of that what you will