I didn't miss the party, I missed writing.

I am at "home" now. But this isn't home. Home is in 104. Home is with Josh, Brad, Andrew, Stephs, Katie, Adam, and on and on. This is the worst case of post college blues ever. Everything at home just doesn't seem right. I love the people here, but I am not myself around them, I can't completely comprehend it all, but I know it to be true. My heart is screaming to be free, but free from what, free to go where? So simple, yet simply complicated is this season in my life that all I know to be true is in Christ. You have my love.