The Life and Times of S

Home. At last.

I've been back in India for two days now.

It's been six years and somehow tonight, as I look around the walls of my old bedroom and try to count all the colours in it, just like I used to when it was two in the morning and I couldn't sleep, it feels like I never left.

My life back in Canada seems so distant. Like a dream long forgotten. My life, and everything and everyone in it. Like they don't exist.

But they do.

posted by S @ 1:24 PM