Thanksgiving, Misgivings
Today felt like before. I was back to walking, thinking, planning. Today I just had to get out to see Vancouver downtown, as if trying to convince myself that I made the right decision. It was subtle, subdued, almost didn’t exist: during special occasions, you miss your family most. I want to belong; I need to be owned.
It took a moment before I was overcome with loneliness, but I fought back. Tried not to repress; I decided to feel the pity and loneliness. Somehow, being with strangers in my commute, or letting the busker’s music into my ear is comforting because the feeling of being alone is appropriate and most importantly it’s welcome…the emptiness fades away, and I feel better again.
