Home
It's been 2 years and a month. I'm headed home for 3 weeks and shall return for another 11 months. I just want to go hang gliding. I want to breathe clean air. I want to see green grass. I want to escape the urban sprawl. I want to hear people talking and understand them. I want to not see trash everywhere I go. I want to not feel like I'm in a giant industrial park made of cement and glass. I want to go hiking without seeing 40 other people on the trail. I want to see wildlife again. It's time to go home. I'm just afraid of how coming back will affect me.