Disclaimer: Much to my dismay, my therapist has told me that I own
nothing.
The only thing that is constant in this world is change. Quite the paradox, right? But I know that it's true because I've found the one place in the world that is the exception to the rule: Stars Hollow.
I stand at the entrance of my town, eight years since I left, eight years since my mother died. The town is still the same; nothing has changed. Sure, kids grow up, houses get a fresh coat of paint, but overall, it's still the same. Luke's diner still opens at ungodly hours in the morning. And, by the smell that permeates the air, I can tell that it still serves the world's best coffee.
In spite of the fact that the town hasn't changed at all, I don't know if I will still fit in. I've changed. I'm not the same, innocent girl that left all those years ago. I've matured even more, having encountered hardships in the world, having faced reality all by myself.
I don't know if I can go in, if I can bear the memories, the questions, and the sympathy that will bombard me as soon as I enter the town.
But it's something that I have to do. If not for my mother, if not for him, than for me. I need the peace.
The only thing that is constant in this world is change. Quite the paradox, right? But I know that it's true because I've found the one place in the world that is the exception to the rule: Stars Hollow.
I stand at the entrance of my town, eight years since I left, eight years since my mother died. The town is still the same; nothing has changed. Sure, kids grow up, houses get a fresh coat of paint, but overall, it's still the same. Luke's diner still opens at ungodly hours in the morning. And, by the smell that permeates the air, I can tell that it still serves the world's best coffee.
In spite of the fact that the town hasn't changed at all, I don't know if I will still fit in. I've changed. I'm not the same, innocent girl that left all those years ago. I've matured even more, having encountered hardships in the world, having faced reality all by myself.
I don't know if I can go in, if I can bear the memories, the questions, and the sympathy that will bombard me as soon as I enter the town.
But it's something that I have to do. If not for my mother, if not for him, than for me. I need the peace.