Home ... in place but not in spirit ...

That was probably the best Spring Break of my entire life. I laughed and smiled and won't ever forget a single moment. And today was one of the hardest and most painful days I have ever experienced.

I ... oh, damn the English language for beings so incompetent! Some things can't be given petty descriptions. I wish that week could be stuck on repeat for a very long time ... or perhaps I'm just thinking too much of Groundhog Day.

Have you ever missed someone so much that you feel hollow inside when you have to leave them? That you think the idea of 'parting being such sweet sorrow' as pure torture?

I'm usually not an emotional person, really. But when I am ...

...

This morning, I woke up at 5 am to catch the bus. I was humming 'Bat Out of Hell' all the way there, because it wouldn't be wise to actually _sing_ that song in the presence of my grandparents. When we got to the bus stop, it was snowing, and the wind was starting to howl. I got on the bus, found a seat, and stared out the window. I was numb.

Numb from happiness, numb from memories, numb from misery.

I listened to November Rain all the way to Red Deer.



And I cried.