My apologize, I have not written in over a year. Tragically, nothing that entertaining has really happened since I moved back to Thomasville. So I guess this newest entry shall be a year in reflection.
Today’s date is the 6th of April 2010. I believe I arrived on American soil the 21st of April 2010. Almost a full year home. I remember being constantly homesick when I was abroad. Well I got what I wished for and it has been bitter more than sweet. Thomasville is one of those amazing special southern towns that are far and few between, but to those who call it home, the world, the planets, and all the stars revolve around our town.
It has been great to be home and find some sort of center. But I think the time is approaching to move on. Maybe back to Savannah? I went this past weekend for a random trip. A trip that began as one thing and became another. I went to visit an ex, that I have honestly have never gotten over our relationship nor our break-up. And I felt after years of not being in contact that the wounds might have been healed for both parties. Not at all. I just slit them open again. Everything was fine when I first arrived at his house, then it was as if with the passing of the hours I was there, it began to dawn on him that my presents was a disturbance in the regularity of his day to day. That he was being reminded of why he had loved me and what I had done to break him, and he kept me at arms length the rest of my time there. It was almost heart breaking for me to see the consequences of my actions 3 years ago still present. I wanted to get out of Savannah ASAP.
But a find from the past called and asked me to stay. And I enjoyed the rest of my time. Sitting out on the dock looking over the marsh, playing fetch with his dog, going on to Tybee for a few drinks and an unexpected Tarot card reading from the local drunk I love Savannah.
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