I don’t know why, but I just had a crazy-flip-in-my-stomach-oh-my-it-hurts-miss-home-&-family-&-friends feeling that I haven’t had in a while. I mean, I always miss my family and my friends… but it was different just now because it literally hurt, still does.
Maybe it’s just the after effects of food poisoning, but I’m so glad I’m going home for Thanksgiving. Is there anyway I can just skip the next three weeks? And then have time stop for a month once I’m in LA?
… I still am really enjoying my time in New York, being busy, independent, meeting new people and all that jazz, but every once in a while, I feel it necessary to slow down, sit still and take the time to catch my breath—& I think the only place to do that is home.