Lately, I've been going through a period of funny little realizations.
One is that I was raised in church basements and fed generic brand cookies and orange colored drink. I love this part of my child hood in a way I'm thankful for and scared of losing.
Two is that I have read so many books about love. Books about boys and girls and the mistakes they make and the way they hurt each other. I've also realized that one way or another I have learned to keep myself from getting hurt - by never taking a chance.
Three is that you can never predict peoples behavior.
And four is the most important. I realized that I will be home again this summer. So island, buckle down and get ready.
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