Goodbye Home.

Leaving again. If, after college, I don't pick up my life and move for a span longer than five months I might feel empty. Wish I could stay. Wish winter break was longer.

It is probably better this way though as I am suspicious that the "raptor-ing" has begun in my area. It makes sense for them to strike this new year...this 2011...to bring on the end...

Places have been eerily empty. I went to the beach and I went shopping, I went to a well-known and usually crowded restaurant, I went to one of the largest airports in my state, but there was an absence of people, an absence and a silence.

I could feel the absence in the air, I could taste it. The quietness of usually loud places was more deafening than the usual loudness. Animals were sparse, seagulls stood, staring, uninterested in swooping at food, fighting amongst themselves with nothing edible or use-able in sight. I had been waiting for these signs, was un-alarmed when they presented themselves: after all, it had always ever been simply a matter of time.

So what will you do now...They are coming. They are already here.