Outta Town

My brother is moving to California today.  He's getting out of town.  Kinda reminds me of when I was 19 and I fled to from Florida to California in a hurry.  We live for adventure, always dreaming of it, needing it.  And now the California sunshine is calling him.  I'm proud of him.  I think he's doing a good thing.  He's doing what he wants and he's living.

As I mentioned a few posts ago, things are changing back home.  My brother's move was recent news.  I know when I go back, things won't be the same.  I'm excited but also a little sad, thinking about how things once were.  My life two years ago was so very different. 

And now... anything can happen.