Homesick

I haven't had anything to say since coming back from California. I don't know why. It brought on a lot of nostalgia in my house plus a few really sad days of sentimentality. Mostly it has been revisiting a lot of thoughts I hadn't had since I was fifteen. The other day I remembered that Terry used to spend lots of time drawing pictures on the bottom of my feet. I hadn't thought of that in a long time. I wonder what happen to us that we are so different now then we were back then.

I am homesick but I have no home. I am not homesick for a place but for different time and state of mind. I am homesick for everything I thought I was and wanted to be. I am homesick for the way we were hopeful and excited about the future. I am homesick for dreams and plans. I am homesick for my friends. I am homesick for a lot of things that don't exist anymore.

After all the traveling and coming back again, we discovered that The Cure will be starting off their recently announced tour in West Palm Beach and Tampa. I am waiting as patiently as I can for ticket sales to be announced. I am on a mission now. No matter what, I am still glad I went to Coachella. It was a cool experience.

This past Saturday we went to the RV show at the convention center and I spent the whole day convincing myself that it was a realistic possibility that we would someday let go of all of this and package us all up nice and neat and go away. Maybe someday we will come full circle and Mr. Monkey will return to status of Artist/Tattooist and we will roam around happily doing that.

Posted by gwendolyn on May 18, 2004 at 12:04 PM