So summer has come full circle. This time last year, I was on a flight back from Tokyo. I was also on flights bound for home and NYC. Andi and I just got back from NYC two nights ago. It was a sad realization for the both of us that the magic is now gone. Before, NYC used to hold a certain charm for the both of us - it was the city where we met, where courtship happened and affection blossomed. We lived out the early stages of our relationship in that city - a city from which neither one of us are native. We looked forward to the every other week that I would fly in. I remember being hardly able to contain my excitement at flying out the next day, even if it was just to spend the weekends at 745 7th Avenue. I ran around a lot on my own those days but my days in NYC always felt numbered and never lasted long enough. This time round, a week felt like forever and I missed the Pendrell Palace immensely. Before, we sat in quiet corners of plush bars, whispering and conspiring. We ran around town aimlessly, only to crash into bed at dawn. This time, NYC annoyed us and irked us with its hordes of tourists and rude citizens. The sweltering heat killed us and nothing and no one is good enough for us anymore.
Perhaps we've become cynical, jaded. Perhaps we've forgotten how to enjoy each others company in the absence of others. Perhaps living together has made us take for granted the pleasure afforded by just being together; now we look to plans and things to remind us of how much fun we can have. I don't know what it is, really; but we're glad to be home - our home.
How quickly another summer has come and is almost gone. A part of me is excited to only be four months away from graduation. The other part is sad to see the demise of long sunny days and dread the wind and rain that so often accompanies the Vancouver autumn. I might head home soon - a little bird tells me I am needed at home and experience has taught me to heed this bird.
Perhaps we've become cynical, jaded. Perhaps we've forgotten how to enjoy each others company in the absence of others. Perhaps living together has made us take for granted the pleasure afforded by just being together; now we look to plans and things to remind us of how much fun we can have. I don't know what it is, really; but we're glad to be home - our home.
How quickly another summer has come and is almost gone. A part of me is excited to only be four months away from graduation. The other part is sad to see the demise of long sunny days and dread the wind and rain that so often accompanies the Vancouver autumn. I might head home soon - a little bird tells me I am needed at home and experience has taught me to heed this bird.
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