Tomorrow

So tomorrow I move out of home and into my own apartment. It's weird in all honesty. My room is completely vacant and there's a truck sitting in the driveway with all my stuff in it. It's crazy to think about all that's gone on in this room. The tears on the pillow, the slammed doors, the late night movies, and the Jesus encounters. I moved into this room when I was 4 years old and now 16 years later I'm moving out and starting over in a new room. The last 16 years in this room have been great and while I don't think I'll live in this apartment for the next 16 years I am excited to find out what those years will hold. I'm looking at this as an opportunity to start over and obtain a new outlook on life. This apartment represents so much more than just a new place to live. It represents the point in my life where I truly get to take charge and make change happen for myself. There is nothing holding me back and I'm ready to take off. And I'm never looking back.