I recently found out that coming back is not always that easy. I should write a book about it. A book for people moving around all the time. Stay here three weeks, go there one week, stay a few days, go elsewhere...
No, I'm not homeless! And I know it is no big deal, all the traveling. I have many friends who are always away from home - for a reason, or another (well, some of them developed anxiety towards stations, and airports).
Anyway, I now have the feeling. And I hate it!
It is kind of a cry from within, like I'm again five years old ("...Mom, I want to go home!").
Point is, I'm already back home ("...you silly!").
Basically, a total space/time short circuit.
Point is, I'm already back home ("...you silly!").
Basically, a total space/time short circuit.
I guess the feeling is like if you left a piece behind. I probably left mine in a hotel. Also, it may strike you like the certainty you forgot something, but, since you forgot, you don't know what's missing.
So...does this happen to you? Do you know the feeling...or it's just me?! Well, I hope that damn piece catches up with me. In the meantime, enjoy these picks from my garden! The Irish one, for gardening lovers.
Have nice day
Elettra