the ways you're manifested throughout my life

Started packing to move out of Orange today. Packing could also mean organizing the past past four years and filtering what will make it to the next chapter and what ends here.

I found my journal. I started this almost a year ago. I didn't want to read it, or reminice. I've had plans in my mind to throw away this journal for a few weeks now. I knew exactly what was in it. A struggle. You weren't supposed to be the topic of this journal, but you were.

I flipped to the last page I had written on, just to see the last time I wrote. It was marked Feb 10. And I had written.
"I am happier now."

and so it ends there