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the sad thing is i thought coming home would feel great...
it doesnt.
it never really made sense to me when people would come home from a cruise and be so depressed and feel so lonely.
but i definitely get it now.
being on a cruise is like this whole other life... where every night is a party and everyone loves each other. and basically, you live with these people for what seems like forever but in retrospect is so short and fleeting.
and you stay awake all night getting to know people from all over the country and even other countries... and the bond you create is unreal.
it seemed sily when everyone cried the last night and switched phone numbers and everything. like who would want to keep in touch with people across the country that you have only known for a week.
but shit, i could kick myself for sitting all of that out.
its hard to even enjoy the memories of my cruise because it makes me so sad.
and its hard to come home to life that didnt freeze while you were gone.
you dont pick up where you left off.
you fucking have to start all over again.
its like being the new kid... youve missed out on all these events that have made everybody closer.
and all you have is memories that are growing faint and people that are growing distant and feelings that will never be felt again.
it doesnt.
it never really made sense to me when people would come home from a cruise and be so depressed and feel so lonely.
but i definitely get it now.
being on a cruise is like this whole other life... where every night is a party and everyone loves each other. and basically, you live with these people for what seems like forever but in retrospect is so short and fleeting.
and you stay awake all night getting to know people from all over the country and even other countries... and the bond you create is unreal.
it seemed sily when everyone cried the last night and switched phone numbers and everything. like who would want to keep in touch with people across the country that you have only known for a week.
but shit, i could kick myself for sitting all of that out.
its hard to even enjoy the memories of my cruise because it makes me so sad.
and its hard to come home to life that didnt freeze while you were gone.
you dont pick up where you left off.
you fucking have to start all over again.
its like being the new kid... youve missed out on all these events that have made everybody closer.
and all you have is memories that are growing faint and people that are growing distant and feelings that will never be felt again.