Dear diary,
I'm sitting on the edge of my window for 30 minutes now, my eyes are lost in the cloudy sky and my heart has lost its way. I live with my dad but I spent the last few months at my mom's. My room here is so empty because all my friends my friend is 290 miles away and even if I made good friends here, I miss her more than I can admit.
The good news is I go back to Chicago in two weeks! I can't wait to see my dad again and tell him everything that happened. I called him but I feel like I changed a lot and I love my new self.
I discovered parts of me I would never think I had and it feels good but I know as soon as I'll walk again in the streets passing by my school to my house and enter my room everything will go back to normal and it scares me.
I spent the holidays alone my mom and I go home on my father's birthday. I already bought him many gifts and I know he'll be (fake) mad at me because he doesn't want me to spend my money for him but it will still make him happy and that's all that matter to me.
I discovered a lot of new things and new hobbies, I love movies and fell in adoration for this new young brilliant actor; I also listen to new bands and this guy I discovered.
Anyways it feels crazy to say that but I don't really want to go home I want to travel the world, meet people and be free.
