These days I have trouble falling asleep and I blame this place I now call home. The streetlights are obnoxiously bright and the train that passes by atleast three times a day doesn’t hesitate to shake the whole house. For some odd reason it makes me feel very uneasy as if the walls are about to cave in. All I know is I miss my old home. I miss how the only view I had right before I fell asleep was the moon shining down on my face and the only sound made in the morning were the birds. Now its just street lights that seep in through the blinds and sounds of cars and trains. How I took that house that built me for granted…. so many memories there.
But one thing I know is how immensely grateful I am for my life, my family, my friends and I won’t take that for granted!