Like a butterfly…
Tonight I got to play some jazz with my high school jazz band. I got see many people whom I hadn’t seem in 2 years. It was really refreshing. I was social and bubbly hanging out with them. Annndddd, then I come home. My family went camping for the weekend. It’s really silent here.
So…I decided to jam on the piano. But I’m done with that now. And now I’m on tumblr, because this is where I like to share my more intimate, human, thoughts. I really wish I didn’t have to come home to an empty house. I’d better have a dog when I get older. I don’t like coming home to a place like this.
It’s very lonely. And I used to cherish my alone time. But now, things are changing. I want to be surrounded by kind, loving, energetic people. Okay, I even enjoy people who don’t match that description. I feel as though I’m molting—and I think it’s a good thing.



