Funny; as I sit now, I really feel something strange, I don’t know what to call it, but I am certain, it’s telling me to postpone my plans. Sort of, telling me to stay. I remember writing my heart out then that I feel like I don’t have a home, that I am some kind of homeless guy that jumps from house to house. Tonight, I am very certain that I am taking all those back. I have a home, I am home.
But when the morning comes, I would be leaving this town.
Leave this town – the one thing that I have always wanted to do, and for quite some time I have been able to – and soon again, would. I would be heading back to Naga by lunch tomorrow - and from there, I would try to sort things out.
The past few months have been a hell of a ride, I have been tossed around life’s little corners. The rough time is over and now is when the rainbow is about to shine. And now it’s time that I jump back, I would be leaving this town and seek some adventure.
Time has been able to give me space. Time and this town have made things a little clearer; have given me a better perspective.
I am leaving this town, but unlike the last, I would be leaving now with a happy heart and a soul that would always want to fly back. Though I may find yet another home sometime somewhere, this town would always have a special place in my heart.
Home is this town, and this town’s too good to leave – but it’s time.
It’s time to leave the nest.
It’s time to leave this town.
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June 16, 2011
in this town.
