Re: Whatcha thinking about now?
I fly to Vancouver tomorrow for the first time in just over two years.
My family doesn't know I'm coming. Partly because I was enamoured by the idea of just showing up on my mom's doorstep, but also partly because I was paralyzed by the thought of somebody being excited to see me.
I'm going home for a visit. Except, I don't feel like I'm going home. I feel like I'm leaving home. Or maybe I've changed and it's not home anymore, and I don't know where my home is.
I have to keep telling myself, 'it will be fine. it will be fine.' ...but my heart doesn't know where on the wind it blows.
I fly to Vancouver tomorrow for the first time in just over two years.
My family doesn't know I'm coming. Partly because I was enamoured by the idea of just showing up on my mom's doorstep, but also partly because I was paralyzed by the thought of somebody being excited to see me.
I'm going home for a visit. Except, I don't feel like I'm going home. I feel like I'm leaving home. Or maybe I've changed and it's not home anymore, and I don't know where my home is.
I have to keep telling myself, 'it will be fine. it will be fine.' ...but my heart doesn't know where on the wind it blows.
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