I do miss the hood, even if i was never really 'from the hood'. Missing the old hoops, the old bros, but not my old school. The other nite got me thinking: What if i was still living there? Would i've be the same person? Im sure not.

Missing but not missing hurts more than the missing itself. I miss mom, i miss my elder brother, i miss the old comfy space, but im sick of not really missing it.