How do I say this? . . . I AM BACK. Now I know I've said this before. And this time I might even say it two bits less poetically, but all the same, I am back - I can feel it.
I graduated. I rejuvenated in Alaska, I regurgitated in Idaho, relearned once more in Arizona and felt the peace of the Sun and importance of friends – I am who I am and they will love it. I flew to DC and lived my lifetime dream for a handful of minutes, and then twist and swirl, snapped and popped out of the wash, and now I am here . . . in Alaska, The Last Frontier. And I am back.
Maybe it is the confidence that comes with a paycheck, stability, and a car. Maybe it comes with knowing myself a little bit more. Maybe it comes with the feeling of opportunity, or the feeling of standing on the brink of a threshold, on the crest of wave, on the lip of a precipice. Maybe it comes with knowing that I have decided that I will love God and follow him, and come what may. Maybe it comes with succeeding in various places at various times, and over and over again. Maybe it just comes
I graduated. I rejuvenated in Alaska, I regurgitated in Idaho, relearned once more in Arizona and felt the peace of the Sun and importance of friends – I am who I am and they will love it. I flew to DC and lived my lifetime dream for a handful of minutes, and then twist and swirl, snapped and popped out of the wash, and now I am here . . . in Alaska, The Last Frontier. And I am back.
Maybe it is the confidence that comes with a paycheck, stability, and a car. Maybe it comes with knowing myself a little bit more. Maybe it comes with the feeling of opportunity, or the feeling of standing on the brink of a threshold, on the crest of wave, on the lip of a precipice. Maybe it comes with knowing that I have decided that I will love God and follow him, and come what may. Maybe it comes with succeeding in various places at various times, and over and over again. Maybe it just comes
