Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Don't underestimate the things that I might do

     Goodbyes, for lack of a better word, suck. They don't just suck, but I am epically horrible at them. I am not only incapable of doing a goodbye justice, but I feel as if I am in limbo. In limbo to say hello again. Not simply to the people I am leaving behind (365 days...more or less), but to the people I have left behind (enam hari hari...er I don't understand this time change thing, so more or less).

     No one said the life of a vagrant was easy (it's not). I may never get it right. I've had to say too many goodbyes in the past 48 hours and not enough hellos. The hellos I have been able to say always end with a 'Goodbye, I'm sorry we didn't have more time, if you are ever in the US please let me know.' I can say I will be back in a year all day long, but no one will believe me until that (as of now) unaffordable ticket is booked again.

     Arriving at home has begun to settle in. I miss my home...terribly. Leaving my home away from home is being slapped across my face. There are some people I almost refuse to say 'bye' to; because it is just too freakin' hard. I wish I had something more profound, or even more positive to say, but I don't. It's like being stuck between a rock and a hard place. C'est la vie et c'est ma vie.

     Of course, if I could do it all over again I would, every G-damned minute. But fuck, I will miss you guys, and 'fouk' I miss you guys.

-M

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