Sunshine
stealing stage time
From the moon and stars above
She said leave me alone
I said take me home
Sixteen down
living in the hallowed ground
stealing stage time
From the moon and stars above
She said leave me alone
I said take me home
Sixteen down
living in the hallowed ground
not going to post lyrics again, but just thought i'd start with some lines from a song.
unusually cold couple of days here. a storm came over chicago last night, rained the whole of the afternoon and night. and the morning came and brought with it a strange chill that overrode the warmth of the sun. and i guess it's days like these you feel far from home again.
called home last night, and my mom sounded very happy that i did. i guess i should call more often, which is why i bought a 20 dollar phone card that i have to use up in 6 months. but for some reason i don't really want to call. maybe cos calling home reminds me just how far away i am from the people i love and how i can only hear their voice and not see them in person.
it hasn't hit me at all yet, cos right now everything is still so exciting and new. but today, while i walked from burton-judson (my dining hall, BJ for short) over to Cobb Hall (where i have my classese), i realised how quickly the route has become familiar. so i am left feeling torn, between the relative comfort of hyde park and the inevitable homesickness that will soon follow. how i wish i was home, not because this place here is not totally wonderful, but because i want to share so many things with those i care about. this feeling i will articulate very often, cos i believe it is the feeling of being away in a good place.
but more importantly, these few days i've been realising who are important to me. they are people who come to my mind a lot. people i think about when just walking down the many streets and wished were walking alongside me. i've met some interesting people here, but 'interesting' can never replace 'important', much like 'here' can never replace 'home'.
much like how i'm not so afraid of the cold anymore, yet still long for the warmth inside the buildings.
called home last night, and my mom sounded very happy that i did. i guess i should call more often, which is why i bought a 20 dollar phone card that i have to use up in 6 months. but for some reason i don't really want to call. maybe cos calling home reminds me just how far away i am from the people i love and how i can only hear their voice and not see them in person.
it hasn't hit me at all yet, cos right now everything is still so exciting and new. but today, while i walked from burton-judson (my dining hall, BJ for short) over to Cobb Hall (where i have my classese), i realised how quickly the route has become familiar. so i am left feeling torn, between the relative comfort of hyde park and the inevitable homesickness that will soon follow. how i wish i was home, not because this place here is not totally wonderful, but because i want to share so many things with those i care about. this feeling i will articulate very often, cos i believe it is the feeling of being away in a good place.
but more importantly, these few days i've been realising who are important to me. they are people who come to my mind a lot. people i think about when just walking down the many streets and wished were walking alongside me. i've met some interesting people here, but 'interesting' can never replace 'important', much like 'here' can never replace 'home'.
much like how i'm not so afraid of the cold anymore, yet still long for the warmth inside the buildings.
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