I am yours

A few months ago I had an idea. It was a latent idea, as it didn't effect my waking life until a few days later. I received a letter inviting me to France. Three weeks later, during French class I spoke with an aquaintence about living in Grenoble. Later that night I began to cry as I spoke to a dear friend about my decision... my decision to leave. I was so sure, so confident in myself, but I cried none the less. Not for loss or for love, but for change. I would change my life by choice, and this was a risk. It was like I jumped off the Hindenberg by choice. The jobs of my friends and family were gone, but somehow I made it out with a purpose. As I fell at the speed of a stone I looked back at the exploding plume. One hundred lives singed in the open air; I laughed so hard I cried. I didn't know where I was going to land, I was just sure I was happy not to be burned. I dedicate my lives to you, those who read my life. I will be your hope and humor as long as you nourish me with patronage. I welcome you to my wonderland.

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