I forgot how crazy the festivities get around this part of the world. Normally I get in just in time to join in to toss the yu sheng or dip my chopsticks into the bubbling pot of steamboat goodness.
5 years shouldn't feel so long but for me it's a fifth of my life at present and boy have I lost touch of reality. I was bolstered in my warped bubble so much so that I no longer feel like I belong. Not one spot on this earth can I fully identify with.
Is there a word for that?
Josh says that's wanderlust but I'm not seeking adventure. I am quite happy feeling displaced.
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