\\ he comes home in one piece

i am sitting in the living room of my house, listening to
elliot smith's incredible guitar on let's get lost. the feeling
is like i missed the weather and everything i can see out
of this window, like i skipped past the colour and i came
home to less saturation. i can't wait to see some things
in my hometown again.

the things that i left in the united states are still works in
progress; friendships, recordings, sugar. i feel like i came
out of it alright, i feel like i came home with experience
and opportunity. i have the same feeling now that i had
when i was 12 years old, coming home from summer camp.
nostalgia, yearning, and the hunger for more of what i can't
have.

i guess i left with a sense of patience, this round.