I've been thinking a lot about home lately. Like, I would like to move there.
This time last year, I couldn't even bear to be home for two full days. I was in and out of New England in less than 24 hours when my brother got married.
I've been homesick for a few months now. I even planned a trip to go home, but some changes at work meant that I had to cancel my vacation. I can't even describe how disappointed I was. And while feeling gutted like that isn't fun, it was eye opening. I'm growing through my pain.
Right now I'm living in a very confusing spot in my mind. I don't know what to do? Moving home would bring uncertainty, and while I don't love where I am now, I know where I am.
I do have my brother to thank for giving me some things to think about. He turned out okay, it seems.
The Big Empty
1 year ago
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