Moving Back: It's on the Docket
This past weekend was surprisingly fantastic. John's parents were so kind and welcoming and hospitable toward me. I owe them a huge thank you note. John and I got along really well, and the trip brought us much closer. We had a talk in the airport about being both more proactive and healthy (meaning, mostly, cutting way back on the drinking). We were both so homesick and depressed when we were leaving.
I think I want to move back. I want to get as much as I can out of New York culture and life and then move back. I'm guessing that'll happen when our lease is up. My heart just breaks saying goodbye to my parents. I can't do it, anymore. It sounds crazy to me to move back mostly because of them (about 65% for them), but I want to. Of course, there's also the fact that it's dirty here, gross, dangerous, ugly, unhealthy, etc. with backward morals and a rat-race atmosphere. I hardly ever see Joshi, and he seems to hardly care if he sees me. April will be two years. I'm guessing we'll wait here until the lease is up and then just move back. I want to go somewhere where I can practice my music.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to pretend that I'm sick when I go into work. I sometimes wish they'd fire me so I could just collect unemployment and not have to deal with those fucking nutjobs anymore.
I think I want to move back. I want to get as much as I can out of New York culture and life and then move back. I'm guessing that'll happen when our lease is up. My heart just breaks saying goodbye to my parents. I can't do it, anymore. It sounds crazy to me to move back mostly because of them (about 65% for them), but I want to. Of course, there's also the fact that it's dirty here, gross, dangerous, ugly, unhealthy, etc. with backward morals and a rat-race atmosphere. I hardly ever see Joshi, and he seems to hardly care if he sees me. April will be two years. I'm guessing we'll wait here until the lease is up and then just move back. I want to go somewhere where I can practice my music.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to pretend that I'm sick when I go into work. I sometimes wish they'd fire me so I could just collect unemployment and not have to deal with those fucking nutjobs anymore.