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..

Word Power made easy...................
"To vegetate": .......

Perhaps you wake up some gloomy monday morning (why is it that monday is the worst day of the week?) and beginto think of the waste of the last years. Intellectualy, there has been no progress - you've read scarcely half a dozen books, haven't made one new, exciting friend, havn't had a startling or unusual thought. Economically, things are no better same old money in the bank, same old job, same old 9-5 workdays, the burgers, the sandwich, the junk as lunch, the same drear travel home that is also if you at your own. What a life! No change, nothign but routine, sameness, monotony -and ....for what?
(By now you you'd better get up - this type of thinking never leads anywhere, as you've long since learnt)