Two Roads...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

As the end of the semester comes even closer, I can't believe how fast it has gone by. I have made many friends and even more memories. I know it will be very bittersweet leaving Drake with some inevitable tears yet I know in my heart that I am making the right decision. I need to take the path less traveled by. In just 23 short days I will be going back to school, but starting fresh. I will be able to be, again, whom ever I want to be. I know I will miss the friends I have made but I just can't stay. Whenever someone asks me why I'm leaving, which I've been asked countless times, I'm not quite sure how to reply. It's something that no one else can understand. I need to be somewhere where I am truly joyful. I know being happy 24/7 just isn't realistic but here I am sinking deeper into a hole and I didn't know how to get out until recently. Transferring feels like my only option to being truly happy and satisfied with my life. I know that I could stay at Drake and survive. But I don't want to simply survive, I want to love every minute of my life since you can never know what tomorrow will bring.