Do you ever have one of those movements when you take a step back and just realize how proud of who you have become?  When you really imagine who you might have became, and the disappointment it would've been to myself.

I grew up in a small town, there were sports, and cars, and a life bereft of knowledge and worldly experience.  But I out ot there.  I have to leave everything I had ever known and move away where not a single person new my name .  Since then I haven't doine too food for myselofk but I also haven't done the worst.  There is so much beaitu in the world, so much wonder and mystery waiting to be explored.  I open my eyes, and everythign