Wednesday, April 15, 2009

parents

My parents are here.

Two worlds collide.

Being in my old home (Maryland, parents, my dad's church) is always really strange. I am a different person here than I am there, so the conflict of two different people being alive in the same little body is always kind of hard to handle. Now, my old home has come to my new home, and I'm forced to confront the inconsistency.

Will it always seem like I'm living on the edges of something new, but still dragging the old along behind me?

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