The Big Easy
I am writing this from a suite on the 9th floor in the French Quarter. I've been in New Orleans for 4 days now, and it's quite the experience. It's a beautiful city; the weather has been perfect. I've dipped my toes in the Mississippi's muddy banks and walked the streets of the French Quarter and the Garden District. In just over a week, I'll be 21, but I've already gotten started on the bar-hopping and drinking. I've eaten all the incredible cuisine New Orleans has to offer, from 2-pound piles of crawfish to jambalaya, gumbo, and red beans & rice.
All of it sounds like the perfect vacation, but I am too homesick to appreciate it fully. I miss the comfort of being in my boyfriend's arms. I miss having time to myself. I miss having a car instead of having to walk everywhere. The trip is halfway done; in four days, I'll be home and back in my darling's arms. I can't wait.
Today, we're planning on taking the cable car to the Garden district to marvel at the architecture and greenery. Tuesday, we're going to the Audobon Zoo. Wednesday we'll take the riverboat along the Mississippi, and Thursday, there are 2 parades and tons of St. Patrick's day festivities. Then on Friday we return. It's not too far; I know I just need to enjoy myself and let the time fly.
Its just the nights and early mornings, when I wake up for whatever reason and can't return to sleep, that are hard. I want someone to hold on to, someone to kiss and caress me as I sleep. I miss my boyfriend. It's keeping me up. It's almost 7 am now, and I know it's necessary to sleep. I just don't know how to stop the ever-churning thought factory that is my mind. I think lonely thoughts at this hour; entertain fantasies of "what if" and "with whom." I keep thinking I need more friends, I want more people in my life. It's been 4 days I've been sober now and I think about that incessantly, too.
I could go on forever but I know I shouldn't. So I will try and rest my overacting brain and close my eyes. I have no doubt my dreams will take me to the only place I'd rather be. So I welcome sleep now, to be with my love in the only way I can.
Goodnight.
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