yvr

im waiting in vancouver airport. the flight is at 2:20, its now 12:00. so much waiting. thank god for free internet.

im looking forward to getting home, but there is still that hint of hesitation. hard to explain. i think i just dont want to face reality.

imma messaged me early in the morning. i replied, and then my mind just started thinking. it got away from me. my thoughts were churning at a rate i couldn't control. i quickly turned my computer on and typed out an email as there was no way i could cram all that i was thinking into an sms. in the morning when i got to my uncles place, i quickly turned my computer on and sent imma the email. it was like a huge blog vomit. it felt good to get it out, but i know the feeling won't last.

im in the alaska airlines 'boardroom' lounge at yvr with my dad. my mum is somewhere else in the airport, in a different wing because shes flying a different airline and route. its weird. when im not around my parents i convince myself that i maintain a good relationship with them, but when i spend more than 2 days with them the cracks really begin to show. i am thankful to be on my way home to my friends who understand me better than my parents. i just hope my friends will be as glad to see me as i will to see them...