I went through security pretty quickly at Boston, I wanted to go, because I was about to breakdown and I wouldn't have been able to leave. I thought Myriam's mum and dad would've said something to me, but they were sitting down and waved at me - so I reluctantly left.
I bought a bottle of coca-cola and dr pepper (for harry) and some vitamin water (revive/fruit punch) for me, which I drank fast as I started crying waiting for the flight to board. I also found my headphones, and now I know why it's called Taxachusetts... But yeah, I have new headphones that are the same as the ones I had (Sony MDR-Q68) but these are black and "iPhone compatible"
Customs was fun, just flashed my passport, grabbed my bags and wandered out - the airport was so insanely busy, there were literally hundreds of people, but I survived and waited 20 minutes for mum and dad to turn up as the flight had arrived early.
I miss being there already, mum asked me "what are you looking forward to now you're home" and I simply said "going back to America" I can't explain how I feel at the moment, but mum's making me feel better by making chili con carne which is nice :) However it doesn't hide this horrible feeling of wanting to cry that keeps washing over me... I want to be with Myriam so much, I feel that the last week was too short, that we didn't have enough time, I don't understand it.
I got home after a stiff, bumpy ride in the car and had a sleep after breakfast (mum made me a bacon and egg sandwich) and I woke up disorientated, wondering where the hell I was, it was horrible - and now I'm not allowed to sleep or I won't sleep later, so I'm tired, very tired. Myriam's internet has crapped out, I hope it's just the cable coming loose from the cable modem - but I'm not sure :\
Harry's coming over tomorrow which should be nice, then it's back to work on tuesday - yay... but it pays for me going to America...
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