mountain don't matter.

mountain don't matter...

i've got to move it.

- teresa jenee

I've got to do something. I will-be-a-leaving town in a little while. I think. I know. I will have a paralegal associates degree in 6 months (which includes a class that I will have to take during the "summer session"). And then what?

So much to do in only one lifetime.

hmph.

And then I will -be -a-leaving my beginning adult experiences behind. I will dawn upon a new era in my life. Things will change. Major-ly. Decisions' after-effects will unfold and trickle down out of my head and hands to the ground and bloom all around me...

and everywhere I was and everywhere I will be.

And then what?

I may (possibly-leaning towards inevitable yeses and action) attend USC (University of Southern California). Its campus dwells within the boundaries of the well-known city of Los Angeles. There I twirl throughout the hallways, and within the dorm rooms, and down and up concrete walkways, and within classrooms, and within lecture halls and study groups and creative writing organizations, and about the theatre, and hover around the rooms that emulate sound waves constantly..... There I will do nothing short of "creating myself" which I've done nothing short of here...at home.

...or Syracruse...or Hofstra which both happen to rest in the horizon under the New York Lights.


why so far???

why not???

But isn't home where you make it?

I wish I could take it all with me...or at least large portions of it. Like people, a few places and scenes....

I guess the idea is that the "old" is past...and the past is unchangeable and immoveable; and I'm in motion. Newton's law tells us that...

An object in motion (c'est moi) tends to stay in motion, and an object at rest tends to stay at rest.

I guess my departure is physics then, eh?