Well, I'm sitting at the airport, waiting to get on the plane. My flight ended up being delayed about two hours. It doesn't really bother me, though. I think my break made me a little homesick. I didn't realize how much I miss being here. I like just being around my parents. Sure, my area may be incredibly suburban and overdeveloped and the traffic is awful most of the time. But I love where I live. I've been here my whole life and I know the area like the back of my hand. It's the best. So ... yeah. The apron strings seem to work in both ways a bit, I've discovered. I miss everything already. I didn't even get to hang out with anyone besides Alan and my parents. My brother was working most of the time. But I just like existing there. Never has being in one's element felt more true.
That's really all I have to say. I think it might be time to get on the plane.
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