Imprisoned Heart

The feeling I have right now in my heart, as I sit awaiting my arrival in lexington Kentucky, I imagine is very similar to that of a newly incarcerated person en route to their new home in a prison. I have a year remaining at Transylvania University, wherein the previous year I underwent heartbreak and social anxiety due to the way I was unable to fit in to the simple, uneducated, fake culture that I was unable to accustom to. I met one genuine friend in my first year, who has since transferred to another school in lexington. Currently my heart yearns for the ocean and the crash of the waves on the shore as I ride the currents being totally at peace with my self and one with God. I yearn for the brutal honestly of California Culture that I never appreciated until it was gone. I yearn for fresh vegetables and decadent burritos that make my mouth water. I will miss walks on Huntington Pier hand in hand with someone who cares about me. I yearn for my home and the people that await there for my return. Sadly I have a year. In that year I will face more scrutiny and the feeling of being an outsider; separated from an unaccepting culture. I will face this year head on and with as much grace and poise as possible. I will rely on God to give me the strength to persevere through the awkward silences and forced conversations. I have my horses to endure it all with me. In the end I will come out on top, but for now I must put on a brave front and face what is to come head on, as my plane to Lexington has landed. While I may be afraid, and dread what awaits me outside these aircraft walls, I know that I am strong enough to endure anything.