Today, I am homesick. I want to go home. As much as I try to make this house in the city my permanent residence, I keep wanting to go back to Altona. Nothing is feeling comfortable at the moment. The house is too quiet. Nobody is talking, because no one has something to say. I miss being at home and just being able to talk about nothing. I've just realized what it is. This house has no life in it. It feels like I'm living here alone, even though there are three other people here. I feel like there needs to be music playing, or the tv needs to be on constantly. There's no chatter. I need chatter. I think that's why I like work so much. There's always someone to talk to. I'm lonely here.
My friends are either at home, or in another part of the world. Hardly anyone I know is around this weekend. I am feeling very emotional today. I think I'm going to read a book. I need to escape for a little while.
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