into the night, where the spirits scream

I need to update more. I will update more. It's been 6 months. I've moved. I've adjusted. I am loving my life, basically. Other then basically living just above the poverty line; I am so happy. Just absolutely floored with the direction that this move has taken me in. I've grown up so much, I've changed - for the better and not too much. It's all just so surreal sometimes. 6 months. I've been here for half of a year and it sometimes just seems like I was this kid, getting off a plane with two suitcases and a goal. I didn't know where it would take me or if I'd make it but 6 months down the line, I'm still here and doing just fine.

Granted, the road has been rocky and sometimes harder than I thought that it would be. But I've survived and moved on. I miss people, mostly my parents. But that fiery burning pain has subsided and lessened into a dull ache. We talk, communicate and it's just that. They've let go a little and allowed me to move on and grow. I'm growing more and more everyday, I can just feel it. On top of all that, I'm just happy. Plain and simple. It's just the best feeling in the world.