03 December, 2008

"When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life".

well shite.
I love living in this city, that much cannot be denied.
But I am so close to going home I can taste it.
And it tastes like my moms lasagna and the Met's pasta al vodka. Like Diversion's coffee and Some Bagels.
I feel so torn between wanting to stay in this amazing city and wanting to go home so bad it physically hurts and it's all I can think about.

I also still have two papers and play to write by tomorrow morning...

Help?

1 comment:

Ms. Gluten Freed said...

Definitely come home!! We miss you!
London is fantastic, but it will always be there and you can go back anytime you want.
I can't wait to see you, dear!
-Rachel K.