Paulo Coelho, get out of my head.

she thought she would feel happy because she was going home, but she wasn't.
she thought she would feel sad because she was leaving a city that had treated her so well, but she didn't.
the only thing she could do now was to shed a few tears, feeling rather afraid of herself, an intelligent young woman, who had everything going for her, but who tended to make the wrong decisions.
she just hoped that this time, she was right.

-p.c., eleven minutes.