Saturday, April 27, 2013

An adventurous life...

does not necessarily mean
climbing mountains,
swimming with sharks or
jumping off cliffs.

It means risking yourself
by leaving a little piece of you behind
in all those you meet along the way.

I never understood that fully until today and  maybe I still don't.
For months I have dreamt of the day that I would leave this cold, ice stricken land of North Dakota and return to the sunnier lands of my schooling. But as time passed, snow melted away, once dangerously slick sidewalks became torrential puddles, and I grew fond of this place.

And its people.

Today is the last time I will ever see my Northern friends.  That being said, we may cross paths again, but the likelihood of that is slim. Some I have already said goodbye to, others I am still denying that. I don't want to leave, but at the same time I do.

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