The pain of being away from "Home"
I write this post in the most distressed state, and thus the “English” can be a “bit off”. Apologies. Having not slept for quite a while, smoking here and there, not worked out in a few days and most of all even my favorite cheese dogs suck. The burden of work is getting to me and primarily because I am in the mode - “It is all on my shoulders”. Thankfully a wise friend of mine advised and that mode seems to be fading away. Great for me but not sure about my employers and client. LOL.
So pain of being away from “home”. What does this mean? Well if I were at home the following would take place:
1.) Don’t need to cook
2.) Don’t need to clean or do laundry
3.) More friends and amiable environment
4.) Relaxed atmosphere - thus taking the “stress” away
5.) And my mother would be there to take all the “heat”
So for you lucky fellows who are back home with your parents and working - You lucky f*****s.


There’s something else that I miss…something I can’t really describe…I guess the closest I can get to it is the feeling of belonging…which I’ve never felt over here. Bloody hell I can’t wait to go home for good!