Sydney

I hate Sydney. I am not happy to be back. I miss being away where nothing mattered, where I was free of judgment and responsibility, of troubles and of unfairness. I miss the people there and the utter happiness and genuine spirits they showed. I miss doing nothing yet having the best time with everyone, and becoming closer to people who really do make me smile. I miss being with my best friend in the whole wide world every single night and day. I miss being out where there was nothing, nothing to connect you to society and civilization, just your own thoughts and other people for company, and doing things that wouldnt normally bring you so much fun. I miss all the cakes and the tea and the endless 'who am I?' games. I really do not like to be back here and i am feeling so much resentment and grumpiness towards everyone here in my life, minus the select few I have missed.

I miss you wairo.