My cozy family of three just recently moved to a new house. The day after graduation we made the move to this house, and it honestly only took about 6 hours to finish up including the lunch and dinner breaks. We live an hour from my old home and strangely, I feel rather at home already, but I feel bad because my best friends Sarah and Alex are now about an hour drive from my new house. I can't find it in me to be happy about where I live right now even though my mom and little sister both found friends all around us. Maybe I'm being selfish about it all but I wish that I could just stay with one of my friends during the summer. I'm not comfortable here, even though the house itself is very inviting and relaxing.
I haven't written in a while so I can understand nobody reading this, but maybe I'll find myself with a few replies *cough* *cough* words of encouragement *cough*.
Capt. over and out!