it's days like today that make me want to jump into a time machine, spin for a bit, and get out. get out to anytime before june, 09.
and appreciate everything about the time, day, year, that i was home.
i don't think it's homesickness.
it's just...being so damn far away.
and it was a rough day.
and i suppose that i'm just looking for a piece of comfort. something that is so abounding in a few cities 2000 miles away.
