It's now been six months since we moved into the city. The hustle and bustle of the move is over. Things are routine now. I haven't been back in town where I grew up. I've distanced myself from mostly everyone I used to talk to in the past. Those words are always ringing through my head, "turn a new leaf". I'm still working at the restaurant 4 days a week. Summer is coming to a close, it went by so fast. This move has been a whirlwind.
I've never really been a depressed person. I used to always see the better side of the hard things in life.
Until the other day I was going though boxes in the attic and everything changed.
I saw this picture that was about six years ago, It was of my sister, my parents, Nick and myself; all standing in front of our dirt bikes, dressed up in full riding gear, giving the camera the bird.
Fucking Nick
At first glance, I smiled and laughed at how young I looked and how long my hair was. Then it felt like everything was so much better then. Everything was right in front of me and I couldn't even see it. I lost it. I absolutely lost it right on the clapboard floor of my dusty, dim attic.
Remember when I said if you asked me if I was excited to move to the city? That has changed too.
As fast as summer fled did also my love for the new city. The noise never stops. There are always people arguing in the street, an ambulance screaming by, a dog barking into the wee hours of the morning. It is all bearing down on me.
I can't sleep more than a few hours before an ambulance went screaming by shaking the walls of this old house.
My mother has become entrapped in work and running from her emotions of the divorce.
My father has a new girlfriend has hasn't called me in weeks. My sister has sent all but a few "hope all is well" texts.
Now, I stumbled across this picture and I fucking snapped.
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What I Left Behind (boyxboy)
Novela Juvenil[COMPLETED] Flynn, 22, leaves his home in the city and heads north; He finds the boy he left back in high school, the one who haunted him for years. Nick Nolan. Picking up where they left off all those years ago; things seem happy and life seem...
