It has been four months I have not been home and i feel it......I think when you are away from home it always happens. ...you try and run back to your past..a past which doesnt exist in the same form as you remember...the games you played as a kid ...the fun times..you believe the things are all the same as they used to be .....waiting for you to come back and pick up from where you left

When you travel away form home you not only travel the distance but the time ...

I wish I could be in two places at one time..one me working hard in any part of the world making the sure the other me is happy and enjoying being close to home.

I dont know what i miss more the things i use to do or the people i did them with..