home. can i call it that?
and what becomes of a day for those who rage against it?
it's weird to come back here when everything's the same except the way i feel.
on the bus home from the airport we got stuck behind a train. i got the sickly sinking stomach feeling right then. i did not want to go home. i wished the bus would just turn around, take me back to o'hare and fly me away from here where things are still good and beautiful. it was good seeing my sister and parents and merl..but being home is just disappointing me right now.
i've missed some people like crazy. now that i'm home though i'm sure things won't be like my mind decided they would be. for six days in a row my dreams consisted only of you. it seemed so real that i would wake up thinking that's what my life was right then. it really became difficult to convince myself otherwise. i hope this year isn't just a let down from costa rica.
it's going to be odd being alone all the time now. i got accustomed to being with my friends 24/7. i'm seeing them again in like 7 hours. the costa rica people, that is.
i want everything to keep getting better. i want to be in love with my life like i was in costa rica sometimes.
it is monday, august 23, and i should stop thinking so much.
love.
without it all, i'm choking on nothing. it's clear in my head - i'm screaming for something.
it's weird to come back here when everything's the same except the way i feel.
on the bus home from the airport we got stuck behind a train. i got the sickly sinking stomach feeling right then. i did not want to go home. i wished the bus would just turn around, take me back to o'hare and fly me away from here where things are still good and beautiful. it was good seeing my sister and parents and merl..but being home is just disappointing me right now.
i've missed some people like crazy. now that i'm home though i'm sure things won't be like my mind decided they would be. for six days in a row my dreams consisted only of you. it seemed so real that i would wake up thinking that's what my life was right then. it really became difficult to convince myself otherwise. i hope this year isn't just a let down from costa rica.
it's going to be odd being alone all the time now. i got accustomed to being with my friends 24/7. i'm seeing them again in like 7 hours. the costa rica people, that is.
i want everything to keep getting better. i want to be in love with my life like i was in costa rica sometimes.
it is monday, august 23, and i should stop thinking so much.
love.
without it all, i'm choking on nothing. it's clear in my head - i'm screaming for something.