That is how I feel since I've came back to my old haunts...
I feel as if I am living in my body but in a place where I'm not supposed to be.
I know it sounds strange...
everything is where I left it, friends continue to call and we keep engaging in the same activities...
yet, why am I doing all this again?
Don't get me wrong, I don't mind being back. In fact, it is nice to be back to familiar friends, familiar school, familiar places.
I don't have to go through the adjustment of a new place, new friends, new routine, new language, new culture...that all comes with moving locations.
I just have to get used to the idea that I really am back.
The tears I shed...the goodbyes I said..
I should write a Country song about this one ;)