To you I will now something sweet say, that with sunflowers will blow dead leaves away
It was not a sad day, I am just sad. 4:30 departure from the hotel was sad. Me and Mike road the tube one last time, I want to explain to someone what that means.
It is weird to me, making new friends like I did. It is just what I wanted to do. Just what I had been thinking about. But it felt so odd at times. I kept thinking, "how did we get here?"
I guess chance meetings are lucky for getting friends. And it is interesting to see how people change in your view once you get to know them better.
I am a little sad to be in America, only because my brain still thinks I'm on a tour of Europe and I have grown far too accustomed to having those people around me at all times.
But I am not that sad. Because someone showed up at the airport who I did not expect, and the day was long oh long and I was strange (as I was so tired and not used to being home) but that made me happy.
I would just like to get some sleep, so I can get used to being home again, and that little sadness will leave. It's more like a homesickness, I think... yet it longs to be away from home. It feels like I was gone so much longer, probably because the days were so filled with activities.
I think I am just afraid of trying to fit in at home again, after fitting in so well overseas.
Now I will get rest because all I want is to be bright and cheerful
comedic and fun,
but it was hard to be so in tired today.
It is weird to me, making new friends like I did. It is just what I wanted to do. Just what I had been thinking about. But it felt so odd at times. I kept thinking, "how did we get here?"
I guess chance meetings are lucky for getting friends. And it is interesting to see how people change in your view once you get to know them better.
I am a little sad to be in America, only because my brain still thinks I'm on a tour of Europe and I have grown far too accustomed to having those people around me at all times.
But I am not that sad. Because someone showed up at the airport who I did not expect, and the day was long oh long and I was strange (as I was so tired and not used to being home) but that made me happy.
I would just like to get some sleep, so I can get used to being home again, and that little sadness will leave. It's more like a homesickness, I think... yet it longs to be away from home. It feels like I was gone so much longer, probably because the days were so filled with activities.
I think I am just afraid of trying to fit in at home again, after fitting in so well overseas.
Now I will get rest because all I want is to be bright and cheerful
comedic and fun,
but it was hard to be so in tired today.