I was hit with a big wave of homesickness the other day, about a week and a half ago. I was surprised by it. Maybe because I was doing the very Minnesota thing of watching the Twins lose? Maybe it's the newly-warm weather? I always want to go jump in a lake when it's warm and sunny out.
Eventually I realized what has really caused it, and I wish knowing made it go away but it doesn't. It's a big sad thing I can't do anything about and it's still there.
In the previous week,
diffrentcolours's mum and her partner had come to visit, and one of
mother_bones's sons and his partner had come to visit too. I hadn't thought about them much after either had finished but part of my brain was clearly going: "okay, when's it my turn? When do I get to see my family?"
And I don't know. This time of year I should be, if not seeing my parents yet, at least having a plan to. But I don't know when it'll happen.
Eventually I realized what has really caused it, and I wish knowing made it go away but it doesn't. It's a big sad thing I can't do anything about and it's still there.
In the previous week,
And I don't know. This time of year I should be, if not seeing my parents yet, at least having a plan to. But I don't know when it'll happen.