this is it.
it's friday.
tonight my friends came here to say goodbye, and now, as usual, I feel sad and weak.
It's the first time i'm leaving alone, i will have to socialize from the start (that's not so easy for me), and above all i'll have to grow up a little bit more.
it's always strange. I don't feel good here in my little village, seeing everyday the same faces, hearing the same things coming out from the same mouths, doing the same things.. but when finally i pack my bags and take my first step out of the door, i begin to feel a stranger who'll miss that place.
it's the first time i'm staying away for two months. i know it's not much and it's not bad, but you know.. there's a first time for everything and the sensation is always that of the need for confidence.
tomorrow i'll wake up smiling.
n/n.
2008-05-17 @ 07:07