This morning I was talking to my mommy. I still feel like a little girl in my mother's eyes, and I wonder if this will ever change. I am 26, almost 27, and still there are times when I feel oh so very small and want my mommy and daddy (and I still call them that too).
I remember a few days ago on my way to the garden Taylor Swift's "The Best Day" happened to start playing. http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/s/The+Best+Day/2wVL3e
And I couldn't help but park my car on the side of the road, and sit there and start crying like a crazy person.
Because I miss you. And sometimes I don't know how to balance what I want in life with how much I miss you. Sometimes I want to explore the world and roam around and do great things. And then some days I'd like to give up on the stupid physics stuff and jump on a plane and go back home and chill with my parents- watch TV with my dad, listen to my mom talk and talk, and get annoyed at them, and just be around.
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