Tuesday
Dear friend,
Today, as I walked down Baker Street, I thought about home. I haven't spent a constant amount of time there in about 4 months and everytime I go back, I can't help but have mixed feelings. Yes, it's certainly wonderful to see my family and friends, but something about it just makes me feel like I don't belong...like I should be some place else, searching for something more.
Right now, I'm across the Atlantic and tomorrow I will be home for a short time once again. Back to that some old town with the same old problems and the same people I've known since I was born.
And yet, even though I know I'm destined for more,
I just can't wait to go back...
Today, as I walked down Baker Street, I thought about home. I haven't spent a constant amount of time there in about 4 months and everytime I go back, I can't help but have mixed feelings. Yes, it's certainly wonderful to see my family and friends, but something about it just makes me feel like I don't belong...like I should be some place else, searching for something more.
Right now, I'm across the Atlantic and tomorrow I will be home for a short time once again. Back to that some old town with the same old problems and the same people I've known since I was born.
And yet, even though I know I'm destined for more,
I just can't wait to go back...