So here I am; sitting on the 3:03 to New York. I have my lap top a back pack full of cloths and one duffle bag with a blanket , a pillow, and an umbrella tied to it.
I had meant to post a picture of the poster to the first Hobbit movie because I felt that best exemplified my feelings on this whole matter.
The image itself is of Bilbo Baggins with his back to us as he walks out his front door in a big scary and yet beautiful world. That's what this feels like. It feels like I'm beginning my Journey my "There and Back Again"
I already have crazy thoughts in my head that are distracting my from the sentimentality. Of the moment.
One is that I have no idea how to hail a can, and I really don't want to take the subway with all my luggage.
The other is that right before I jumped on the train, my father told me that everything that has lead up to now, I earned. My father hasn't been one to verbally express sentiment but non the less I find myself tearing up as I wave goodbye to New Jersey.this is where it begins, this is where I try to find my place in this world I used to believe I had no place in.
And without further delay, I will quote a line from my favorite musical and simply say.
"Will you join in our Crusade?
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