
I want to walk all the way home in my worn down and beautifully faded black converse. Some parts are so faded that you can see the gray peaking out and surging towards the surface. They hold no support and work better for those who operate with flat footed feet and not myself who posses feet with slight arches and prone to ankle sprains every now and again when I decide to get up and run. However that is beside the point…I want to walk all the way home in my worn down and beautifully faded black converse.
Not because I am homesick (and I am definitely homesick) but because getting here was such a long journey and I’m not talking about the 7-8 hour drive from Raleigh, NC to Lexington, KY, I’m talking about the journey I’ve gone through kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and high school. My journey through childhood to adolescents and then stumbling onto the scary realization that I have no choice but to fully enter adulthood and live on my own in a different state.

I’ve come so far, and looking back sometimes I feel as though I have forgotten the little girl I once was. So yes I want to walk back all the way home in my worn down and beautifully faded black converse. Meaning, as I walk those 493.8 miles back to Raleigh, I want to walk backwards through my memories in high school to those in middle and elementary school and so on. I want to remember the little girl I use to be and show her how far she has come. I want to relive everything good and bad because sometimes its hard to remember what obstacles, and people, and circumstances I had to go through that has shaped me into the woman I am today.
I want to walk 493.8 miles in my own shoes to re-evaluate my own perceptive throughout my life. It’s easy to forgot who you use to be when you constantly try and make yourself into the person you want to be. I think it’s necessary and even healthy to reflect on how you go to where you are currently, it’s humbling.
