just a drop, now i want more
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8:38 a.m.so we got back last night at around 2am. almost all day yesterday before we left, i felt exhausted and proned to sadness. i didn't want to leave. the whole drive back, i was in a daze, staring out the window. it was clear in my mind that i didn't want to leave. i had such a great fulfilling time this weekend, that i found no reason to not want to stay. except that i had no money and that i lived elsewhere with a job, a cat, friends, and unfinished business that awaits me back home.
everyone was great. i had tons of fun. meeting everyone was strange in that it was like i already knew them. it wasn't so much like meeting people for the first time, but seeing people you already knew. just physically. i was way too comfortable there. i could easily see myself living a life out there.
i'm slightly depressed. the last time i felt this way after leaving a city, was when i was a junior in high school and we got back from new york. my mom had picked me up from the airport, and the entire drive back, i stared out the window. the streets, the freeways, everything, was just too wide. everything seemed spread apart. nothing like the intimate and busy streets of new york. nothing like the architectural beauty of san francisco. i loved being in the center of it all.
i wasn't even 5 minutes in the car when i started missing everyone. i'm still a little jaded from it. bah. i shouldn't feel this way. i should feel fulfilled and ready to resume my life out here. i should feel refreshed and rejuvinated. although i do, i just think i've tasted a drop of another life and now i want the whole drink.
anyway, sarah is comforting. she'll get me through this day.
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