Walking out to the porch and headed out to the back lane to my friends car. He was waiting there to help me move my bags to my new place. I was so excited to get out on my own I must have forgot thing? Oh well I can always come back and grab them later.
It seems like we were driving forever. The traffic, the stop at the coffee shop, the quick call on my buddy cell phone. It was taking forever to get to my new place. I was excited and this was it. The freedom I was looking for, how it urge me to be free from this cased in mind set that I found myself living.
By Connor Coutu
2010 blast Inc.
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