got that dawg in me.

[swag-dawg]

Errrrrrggggggg leaving home for my second semester. Heres to hoping its better than the first.

[swag-dawg]

I leave for college soon, the view outside of my bedroom window changed. It did so a couple days ago but I didn't really notice. The playset that came with the house finally got teared down. I had the same view almost my entire life, only ever changing with the seasons. Now its gone, soon i will be too. My bedroom will soon stop being "my bedroom" rather better labled my childhood bed room. My new home will be in a dorm room alongside a person who I don't know all too well. I wonder if this is how i felt first moving into this house. If i understood the change that was happening around me. That the trailer i was living in would stop being what came to mind with the word home. That I would forget how the neighborhood looked or where my neighbors lived. All thoses names and faces fading only to be remembered and recalled through my parents and oddly enough the smell of cigarettes. Only fragments of memories remaining. I've never been too good at remembering. I don't know how to feel about this change, i don't think i did then either.