Tuesday, September 29, 2020

blossoms

we have a weeping tree that blossoms one week each spring. each year, the occasion never fails to make me smile, and this week happens to be that of the blossoms. I missed this last year -
I guess I must have been getting to know Lewes and the people there as my tree back home flowered in the garden. it still makes me smile now - I missed spring when I skipped it last year - but I would give away this week of blossoms for another chance to see my friends again. the blossoms will fall to the ground with the wind soon and it’ll be as if the flowering never happened. sometimes I feel that way about my adventure, with how far and distant it seems. I carry the people and places and memories in my mind as they grow further. I wish for it again, as I wait patiently through summer and winter for the one week of blossoms each year. time and distance leave me lost.
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I went back to therapy today for the first time since before I left. it felt wrong trying to explain the emotions and experiences I’d encountered into our short one hour session. it’s all still alive so fresh in my mind despite the time. I still hope to make sense of it, though the possibility of coming to terms with my distance from and inability to experience that world again seems somewhat of a heartbreaking challenge. I miss my friends and our world. << x

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