It didn't hit me that
I was back in chicago until
an hour after I was back. It was
good to sit in my messy living room
amongst friends again. But also very strange
knowing that now, texas is no longer where I live
in any way shape or form. The house I stayed in is now
"my parents house" or simply "the place where I grew up".
I've still got alot of growing up to do, but this time it's in my
own place and now completely
on my own terms.

My moving (officially) to Chicago
has really hit my brother harder than I thought
it would. It's been only with in the past year and a half/2 years
that me and him have actually gotten to know each other and appreciate
one another. He's probably one of my favorite people in my life and I'm sad
that I won't be able to see him as much anymore... but I can't be stuck in dallas.
My wonder lust is too strong to stay in that place; no matter how much I live the people there.

On the upside, I have been
talking to Clayton, Eamon, Trib, Tim and Cam
about them possibly coming up this summer for
Lalapolooza or just to come up and chill here with me for
a bit and they're all thinking about it which is good. I just hope
they actually do come up, cuz that'd be sweet.