The past days have been a whirlwind of words. Today it feels as if I've hit the wall of overwhelm and can't possibly take on anything more. I am ready to go home. I miss Tim. I miss Jessica, Kate & Bobby. I miss Jack. I miss my bed, my shower, my normal course of life. I do not miss drama or my job. I do miss friends and good food.
There is so much work to be done, so many poems to be written. Theses, revisions, workshops... all are necessary evils. It will be an interesting process. Deep down, I know I can survive it. But right now, on the surface, I'm having my doubts. It will be interesting.
I will be sad to leave the beauty of England, and the friends I've made here. I will be sad to be scrunched back into a plane to travel for a day and a half only to then spend a 3.5 hour layover in Atlanta. But it has definitely been an experience. A very worthwhile experience.