I've never really been one for homesickness – I live too much in the moment for that. Usually when I bugger off to foreign climes, I barely give 'home' a second thought, because I have my home with me, on my laptop.
But right now, I really miss England. London. I missed the two minute silence, and that makes me feel sad. I miss English Coke (tastes much better than American Coke, which is made from corn syrup instead of good, honest sugar). I miss the Tube. I miss the BBC (BBCi isn't the same as a nice soothing dose of Huw Edwards, who's Welsh, but that's by the by). I miss my cat, Fflwff, playing silly buggers at 3am. I miss standing in the middle of London as the crowds rush by whilst I meander my way through the city. I miss my favourite wifi cafe on Museum Street. And I miss my friends.
Missing England
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Hope you're feeling a bit brighter soon….if it helps the weather's too hot over in London today for it to feel like home for you….we need a good dose of rain to dampen our spirits ;o)
As you should. But you feel sad now, that'll pass. Next comes the shakes, then convulsive fits and finally you die. Homesickness is a far more serious condition than most people realise.
Vince
Aaah, I knew I could rely on you to expound upon the implications. I'll give you a ring when I get back to the UK. 🙂
If you stay depressed much longer, you might have to look at the silly kitty movie.
Your fanboy, ACW
This is intolerable!
First you crave for adventures, and when you get one you start going Bilbo Baggings on us!
Bram
who misses his bus a lot. I also miss people I don't like, but that's because I need new contacts. (holy crap. did I think up that last one by myself..? well yes cheri!)
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