i feel strange...i've reached that in-between phase where home doesn't quite feel like home anymore, and here doesn't quite feel like it either. just a little lost. atlanta is definitely growing on me...i could love it here if i could grow to feel at home here. it's been over a year and i still feel as though i just moved here. ordinary surroundings seem so foreign...why is it always hard to begin?
meh. =]
meh. =]