Another Chapter

About a week has passed since i realized that it has been exactly a month. Thirty days since I had moved from the place that I loved. A month since i had last seen my best friends, a month since i had laughed out of the joy of being surrounded by friends who i knew loved me. It has been a month since i left the place i had lived through most my childhood, the placed where i had learned so much and knew by heart, the place i was surrounded by people who made me confident i was not alone and that i had someone to turn to when things were a mess. It had been a month since i left behind the life i knew, to start what seems like another chapter in the book we know as life.