Friday, February 29, 2008
Part of me wants to go back, part of me knows I couldn't handle it. The rest of me is yelling "You can't afford it anyway so why keep thinking about it?!"
Well I think I know the answer to that. Something doesn't feel right inside now that I'm home, now that I'm suddenly no longer tied to this city, this country. I feel a bit lost, like I don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing. Or where I belong.