Phone Call, Home, Future
It's been a while since I spoke to my people back home. I should make an effort this weekend to connect. I miss the long phone calls that we used to have. I miss the familiar voices, I miss the friendly warm laughter. Ahh.. I'm tired today. This week has just zoomed past and it somewhat scares me. I like where I am right now, but I'm scared of the next step I'll have to take. I wonder where I'll end up.I'm surrounded by people who are grounded in what they are doing and have mapped out lives ahead of them. I'd love to do that but my life is too complicated right now. I feel like a man of no fixed abode. Everytime I fill out a form, I second guess myself on which address would be suitable as a home address. My home away from home [back in Bulawayo] seems to have become Planet Earth. Just as with Set Theory, the complement of my birth home has become my second home.
What future lies ahead? I wish I could say. All I know is that all my struggles will pay off. One has to lick the pavement first before they decide to own it. I guess I have an idea of what lies ahead, so maybe I shouldn't even be worrying. Argh... just let me go to bed. I'm tired, famished and homesick.
posted by mpenseli @ 9:17 PM
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