Those Ties

The symbolism has run so thick these past few months, it's ridiculous. It's like reading a childrens' book with the most obvious morals.

I had a struggle, with my living situations, for each and every term at this school.

But that is too much to get into, too much petty talk.

At the core this story lies in the anklet someone very important made for me at a very important stage in my life. It bound me to a group--which I later withdrew from, and who turned their backs on me when I attempted a return after the storm passed. The anklet stayed with me for three years, until I finally kicked bad roommates to the curb and moved into a good house with real friends. The day I moved in, it fell off. I've kept the anklet to remind me of the good old times, but the fact that I'm no longer connected with it gives me the space I needed to move on.