And here I thought I was the only person who knew about the purple banana in the bunnysuit. Boy was I misguided.
I totally know what you're talking about. It hit me in high school and college. I really wanted to go home. Nothing here mattered. Nothing here on earth was as wonderful as what I remembered back where I came from. And I felt that way for years. Until I met Steve. Until I realized what my purpose was. Until I remembered why I bothered to come here in the first place. It sometimes feels like I had to get out of a nice warm toasty bed and step out into the snow without boots. But living has its own charm, its own purpose, its own pleasures. Find your purpose, your pleasure, your reason for being and then you can be awake AND happy at the same time.
