I've got HBO Family on at the moment and Edward Scissorhands is about to start - I've never seen it before. I like this hotel, it's been a good home for two weeks - it's been comfortable and a place I want to stay, rather than 'just a room'. And this week has made me question a lot of things, the weather here is cold and I mean cold - this morning was -23˚C, it reached -9˚C as a HIGH midday. The UK will feel like a tropical paradise for a while when I get back, and as stupid as it sounds, I'll miss the snow.
I'm going to miss Myriam, it already feels like I'm leaving something behind that should be coming with me and I haven't even gone yet. I can't explain it at all, I also have no idea where all these tears have suddenly come from - at least there's no blood yet! (bonus!) I want to stay, but at the same time I want to go home. What I really want is to take Myriam home with me, have her to talk to on the flight, have her company - that's the difference between the flights, going there, there's the anticipation and the excitement, but coming home is so lonely.
I want Myriam to see the UK before we decide what we're going to do, I really wouldn't mind moving here - but at the same time it's a bit alien. I hate this feeling of being torn apart - it just makes me want to cease being, it's stupid - but I'll deal with it, I have to. Well, there goes the bonus. I hate nosebleeds, they hurt so much, companied with this horrible feeling of sadness isn't making this easy.
Well, I'd better pack, I might put up another post before I depart from Logan, in fact I probably will.
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