I Think Im Ready to Go

I hope God gives me the strength to get through these last two months.
They haven't really been stressful, just tiresome and stretched in nature.
I know I want to leave this school for sure.
Im ready to go.

But Im not sure where to.
I want to go to Temple,
yet I feel it would impose on my dear friend Gary.
He welcomes my ambition with open arms, although there is still an air of uncertainty in his expression.
 It may just be a constructed illusion, I dont know. Im not one to read into the vexing matters of puzzlement.
All in all,
Im waiting for this financial aid to kick through and give me more money, so I can pay out this semester in full and be on my way.
Come next semester, there wont be anything but light farewells and crocodile tears for my departure from Maryland; this dead-end state.
I have seen firsthand how this place can usurp one's soul if you linger here to long.
At first it'll seem like the safest choice, while
slowly becoming the sole option,
and then lastly, your own prison.
I've seen the proud grow old and weary within this concrete jungle.

I think Im ready to leave this town now before it takes me too.

Later Days