i'm to forget you're coming home

[cheere_darlin]

i'm going back 'home'. i think. i'm not sure. i don't know where my home is. eight years ago my home was in Israel. A month ago my home was in Charlotte, NC. Today i'm not really sure where my home is. i'm going to visit Sarabadi because i have missed her more than i should have, and i'm going to visit the people who were there with me for the past seven years. it's bitter sweet because i want my parents to be there too. it's bitter sweet because i'm a super cheesy person and every place means some thing to me, bad or good, it has a meaning.

i shouldn't over think this but i can't help it. i just wish i could see my mom right now, i miss her so much. she's having a hard time with California and getting used to it. i just want to hug her and tell her that everything will be alright, it will be, i hope. bleh.... hehe... oh life. it's a comedy... it is. i'm listening to Damien Rice singing fake love again. haha... hmmm maybe i just need to run far from here and breathe fresh air and come back.

i'm going home. i am.
i'm going home.

i love you,
have a great Labor Day weekend, be safe.
stay beautiful and lovely, my darlings.
love,
Mor