What is Home?
I had this gut feeling that I would be happy again once I was here. Now I am here and yet I do not feel that happiness in my gut any longer.
What happened?
I miss the people I knew and the people I loved. They understood and I came to bond with them in a way I have never bonded with anyone before.
What happened?
You can never go home again. No matter where it is and regardless of how happy that place made you feel before you left. The customs and normal every day things you once did fly out the window, and then you learn to live a different way. I can never return .. neither can you.
Why not?
That is a good question, and that is a question I wish I could answer; I cannot. I love my family and, to some extent, the friends I have. They, well, did not change as I had expected them to. The same life continues and no one grows while I feel I am beyond what I was. There is more for me to offer than what is asked of me.
School in the fall?
Doubtful.
Where am I going to end up in life?
Will I die unhappy?
What happened?
I miss the people I knew and the people I loved. They understood and I came to bond with them in a way I have never bonded with anyone before.
What happened?
You can never go home again. No matter where it is and regardless of how happy that place made you feel before you left. The customs and normal every day things you once did fly out the window, and then you learn to live a different way. I can never return .. neither can you.
Why not?
That is a good question, and that is a question I wish I could answer; I cannot. I love my family and, to some extent, the friends I have. They, well, did not change as I had expected them to. The same life continues and no one grows while I feel I am beyond what I was. There is more for me to offer than what is asked of me.
School in the fall?
Doubtful.
Where am I going to end up in life?
Will I die unhappy?
Will I die regretting that I did not do more to cease this bland existence?
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