Thursday, October 13, 2011

When I'm in Charleston, sometimes I miss my Columbia life so much that I ache.

When I'm in Columbia, sometimes I miss my Charleston life so much that I ache.

Logic says I am doomed to forever be achey. I think that's unfortunate.

I wonder if it's just that I always want what I can't have, so I am never content. Maybe I don't understand contentment. Maybe it's just human nature.

Places. Things. Feelings. It's bigger than those things. Life, I mean. It's big.

So what does this mean?

I'm not sure. I'll let you know when I find out.

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