practice run

I'm going to think of moving to a new town, college as an adventure. Like when people have dreams of moving to NYC, (which I share in that whole heartily, I just have to convince myself that I can survive this move before I consider that.) And they recount their tales of struggle in the unforgiving city. For me, moving ah..um...an hour away will be the move to NYC for me.

Except somehow I get the feeling that moving to NYC will be so much more exciting for me because it'll be like an extended vacation considering I’ve never lived in a place like that before. Gosh, so much culture and art to be had. I dream of that someday. If only for frequent visits.

So, if I imagine my move to be like a moving to NYC, then it'll be a great way to relieve some of the stresses that comes with missing home, missing my room.

Since I moved here, my room has been nothing sort of a surrogate mother to me. Nothing. I’ve never treated it like anything else. It was nurturing, caring, caressing, understanding, gentle. It cared. I loved it in return.

(Anyways, I’m getting too poetic), but I loved it. A sanctuary. A great place to hide from troubles, pains.

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