It seems scary; leaving the only place we've ever known. The place full heartbreak, love, unspoken dreams, and comfort. This is the place where your firsts were. This is the place that made you. This is where you developed your dream; the dream that you are now about the chase. How could it be easy to leave? We'll be leaving this place for another, where there'll be no driving to the local hang out spot with the group, or meeting at that one friend's house to once again eat all the food in their refrigerator. We'll be in a place where there'll be more strangers than familiar faces. Next time you all see each other, you won't say: "I'll see you again tomorrow," you'll ask, "Where you been?"
