Break

When I came back to Houston three days before Christmas, my inner self, my outlook had metamorphosized. Just being away from family, experiencing sickness without anyone's help, interacting with sincerely beautiful and sincerely ugly people, tweaked my senses straight. And since I've been home, my transformation continued. I made some decisions: Some people shouldn't have the place they occupy in my life; my life needs revision. My naivety is in need of diminishment. That complete passion that once blessed my fingertips with lightning needs to be utilized. I have so much more than I have; reclaiming it is essential to the beautifying of my self. It was hard coming back to the embrace of familial love, re-surrounding yourself with previous comforts. You realize even more how much you'll miss it. There's so much to do, so much to love, so much to be inspired by, and so much you simply don't deserve.