Home Again, Home Again
I don't want to be here. Almost as soon as I got off the plane in Connecticut, I felt uncomfortable. It feels wrong to be with my father and sister, it feels wrong to be in this cluttered house, and it feels wrong to be in bed alone.
I want to go back.
We recorded a podcast before David took me to the airport, and I wrote up show notes this afternoon, so he should be posting it soon. There are pics on my Flickr for you to look at in the meantime.
I want to go back.
We recorded a podcast before David took me to the airport, and I wrote up show notes this afternoon, so he should be posting it soon. There are pics on my Flickr for you to look at in the meantime.
posted by Lilith Parker at 22:37
4 Comments:
Leaving after a good visit like that is the worst, isn't it? Maybe it's time for you to think about relocating. . .
So you went to the SA zoo? Do they still have those impulse machines in the walkways that make you a plastic animal toy while you wait?
I know the feeling. When my honey left, the apartment felt so empty...the bed was the worst part.
Hang in there.
Start planning your next trip. Even if it's in the far future, it usually helps me cope with loneliness after an awesome trip.
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