Drift

Reading a friend's blog post about having to go overseas forced me to consider my future life in London as well. After all, it would definitely be a new life with new people, and probably a lot of hardship and mugging.

But I think if I were to be homesick or something at night, it would still go down to the fundamental issue: relationships.

While homesickness strikes some people with a sort of sudden blunt force, I would expect mine to come slowly, like a lethal injection. A sudden numbness, followed by waves after waves of sadness, waves after waves of despair. I've suffered from a similar kind of sadness before, and it was a nightmare.