August 26, 2005

ardent wistfulness.

leaving on a jet plane / don't know when i'll be back again

i don't know about you, but i've never liked being away for too long.

somehow, those seemingly thrilling sights and sounds abroad become too uncomfortably foreign to me after a while. maybe it's a heartlander thing. maybe it's a comfort zone. maybe it's just me.

i've always thought of myself as a hermit in a city anyway.

ironic, eh? but perhaps not quite; in the sense that however much i venture into the unknown, i'll always long to be back home, where it's safe. and certain. sometimes, just a familial knowing that things are the same, always going to be the same, gives one the comforting notion that the things you hold dear, well, don't really change.

and so i'm definitely going to miss many things. my family, friends, cell, church. in short, anything and everything i've called home. a day in heaven is like a thousand years on earth. i guess, one month away will be a dreadfully long time then.

i'll be missing you.

it's goodbye for now.
gid posted at 18:14