backdated to 12 may 2007:
so it was that my attachment in sydney ended. frankly on the last day, i really did not feel like coming back at all. true, the call of home was strong. but as abu told me before, there is a certain pleasure in travelling alone in a foreign land. and on the morning of the 11th, when i was out and about by myself, i finally experienced that feeling. its really as close to freedom as one could imagine... and i was unfortunate to only have experienced it at the end of my time there.
but it is really such a good feeling, that it actually made me forget about home.
man, i miss sydney for the times i could just be by myself without worries.
i miss sydney, for the people who made me feel right at home.
i miss sydney, for the work that i did, with those people who love without worries.
i miss sydney, for sydney.
really hope i can make the time to go back again.
haven't had enough.
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