The Hardest Transition

So much can change in one year

I was at home but now I'm here

Life was so simple those many days ago

Now I have an overflowing work load

I used to workout everyday

Now I don't want to know how much I weigh

In every class the people were the same

Now I'm lucky to know someone's name

But of course there are some good things too

Like how I don't live in Timbuktu

I can walk to a friend's, a restaurant, a store

I don't have to drive ten miles or more

Yes in the city there is a lot going on

But sometimes I miss my little hometown

I am fine, I should not lament

Hopefully next year I will be more content

 

 

 

 

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