I haven’t posted anything on here in a long time. Portland is going pretty well.. at least school is. Portland is okay. It’s a beautiful city, but sometimes I feel suffocated. The wilderness is a huge part of me. It’s my release and my therapeutic time, I don’t get that in Portland. It’s literally a concrete jungle wherever you go.
Honestly, I feel like an alien right now. I’m currently at my mom’s house so that helps some, but when I got into Eugene earlier this evening it didn’t feel like home. I guess home is where the heart is. My family, Nicole, and another are the only people that are my home. My sisters are both gone, Nicole moved away, i get to see the other tomorrow before I go back so that’s good.
I guess i’m feeling the thing we strive to distract ourselves from from the time of birth. The fact of the matter is we are all alone and we surround ourselves with things to make us feel like we aren’t. I guess now, more than ever, I should feel real. Instead I feel rather empty.
I told Jordan I’m going to capture a star and grow a forest in my room. That would be perfect.
