Two Lives Become One

Who would have thought that moving back home from college could be so difficult.

I sit going through things from this year, sorting through what I should keep and what needs to go. I find it difficult to let go.

Even harder then letting go of things from this year is making room for the things to keep by getting rid of things from the past. It shouldn't be this hard, right. It is just stuff. I find memories attached to everything, and I am not ready to let it go.

My two worlds are becoming one again. I have changed so much but this world is still the same. No one here understands my other world. For now I have to put that other world on hold and enter in to this world which seems so foreign but I lived in it for so long.

I feel out of place here. It is almost as if I have to learn things all over again.