mindwanderings

Empty nights like these give me time to reflect on what is going on in my life. I’ll be going home in 6 days and I’m more appreciative than anything. Home was once, at a time of my life, my inspiration. What am I exactly feeling right now…I’d like to know. I feel a little overwhelmed at all the work that needs to be done, I feel nostalgic of past times, but overall, I think I have a void in me that is yearning for something that will never be there.

It’s a bit difficult to type at the moment, as my fingers are frozen and numb, but all is well as I am typing away in this warm room, listening to the rain fall outside. I want to meet someone who understands me, and who can see the beauty that I do. I’d like to meet someone who can hear the music of the wind, who feels the zephyr passing through, who can watch people as they make their way in the streets, and be okay with it.

I wonder how life deals its cards, who gets lucky, and who doesn’t. I think right now I’m just waiting…waiting to get on with my life.