There comes a point in life when one has to move on to get a better job, go away for school, or just leave in general to find out who they are and leave their prints on the world. People come and go, building us up and help define who we are as people in our search to find out who we are as well. But does there ever come a point of where someone would stay?
I know I still have my whole life ahead of me, but I can't help but to be impatient to find my calling as to where to go with my life. I don't want to be selfish being as I know that one day I will have to up and leave, but I wish for just once that I would make a friend who wouldn't leave me. There are several of my friends who I have kept from school after going away for college, but they are so far away. I want someone I can see everyday to chase away the clouds in my hazy life, to bring a smile to my face who hardly remembers what a smile is like, or a real one at least.
Life tends to be like January here in Chico. Not many sunny days, a fare amount of rain and lots of gloom. So many of my days are consumed by the clouds, a day to day routine. Wake up, eat, work and back to sleep. Weekends are my time for for rest and time to spend with family that I don't get to see during the weeks, but still something is missing. I need a break from all of this, I need to feel the warmth of the sun. I just want to be happy again.
