“And I would know I was different for a while. We had beaten death yet again and we were now beating sleep and it would seem like we could do without either forever. And I then would have the idea, seeming gloriously true for a flickering moment, that we all should have a near-death experience weekly, twice weekly – how much we’d get done! The clarity we’d know!”—Dave Eggers, You Shall Know Our Velocity!
I miss watching Phillies games, I miss driving down Germantown Pike every day, I miss spending many (probably too many) hours at diners, I miss my dad, I miss my brother, I miss my bed, I miss my pink room even though I never wanted it to be painted pink, I miss my car, I miss making CDs for my car, I miss my FM transmitter which never really worked all that well, I miss the Turnpike, I miss the Blue Route, I miss the Schuylkill Expressway, I miss getting myself into ridiculous situations, I miss HOME.
I’VE NEVER BEEN HOMESICK BEFORE. I’M A JUNIOR IN COLLEGE. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING