i arrived in arkansas a little over 2 months ago,
and i’m not sure where exactly the time went.

i have yet to accomplish anything i planned on.

this. is. going. to. change.

i know what i want to do and where i want to be.
i know what i have to do to get there.

my happiness is my truest means of motivation.

i will not end up like you and yours.
and so on and so forth.

my life has a purpose,
and i’m beginning to uncover what it is.

i can’t rely on anyone else.
i have myself and i can do this.

i knew i needed to come back to arkansas
even though i didn’t entirely know why
since i’ve been here it’s been rough
and i’ve wanted to go back to utah
i know that i still have to figure myself out
this is where so many things started
i can’t run to a little bubble in utah for this one
i have to stay here and face my fear
if it doesn’t kill me first

it’s been a bumpy road,
but i’m home.
a couple slips and falls,
but i feel good about this.