To start of this post with a bright note, I'm home! Actually I've been home for almost a week now, anyway this is a picture I took when I was coming in on the bus. The photography isn't exactly the best but the view looked so amazing and the relaxation I felt seeing familiar home settings after 3 months is unexplainable
I was in town today just walking by, and I saw one of my old friends I went to school with.I was so happy to finally see someone I knew and had a connection with, but that joy was crushed when I felt she didn't seem all that excited, in fact it just seemed like she's greeted me like she just saw me an hour ago instead of two years ago! I don't know why but I honestly thought that I would stay good friends with all my close friends from school, and what makes it worse is that during my first year in uni when I kept finding things hard I always had one thought "it's okay, just get through it and when you get back home you can talk about it to your good friends" now I find that their too busy with their new lives to spare a moment for old friends.It's not that I blame my friends, there amazing but sometimes I wish I could have all my friends in one place, I don't want to miss any of them...selfish? yeah I know
The other problem I thought about is that I'm gonna have to start getting used to this or finding a better way to deal with it, cause if I wanna travel as much as I hope to I have to get used to making friends in one place and when I have to move leaving them and making new friends. Which kinda leaves me to think will I ever find a place that I can actually truly call home? It always makes me think of this verse by one of my favorite poets;
Should we have stayed at home and thought of here?
What childishness is it that while there's a breath of life in our bodies, we are determined to rush to see
the sun the other way around?
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