After having a very peculiar assimilation of my aged, shed perspective, thoughts, feelings, and actions into what is now my reformed contemporary being, I know myself to be ready for progression. It creates more anxiousness for what I’ve already desperately wanted. These next weeks will be dedicated to readjustment, improvement, understanding and confrontation in the face of inevitable hesitance and fear. It isn’t advantageous having my home town being the limiting detriment. Old meets New. New meets Old. Let the unfamiliarity neither sway my will nor my intentions.