"hello, life"

they say "the higher you climb, the harder you fall."

this is not an indication of how high i've climbed, but how hard i've fallen. or maybe it's just one of those days...

the upside to being in a land far far away where nobody knows you and you can do as you please? .. is just that. the downside? that too. not knowing anybody can be lonely sometimes, but everything comes with a price, and i'm guessing this is the price you pay for freedom and anonymity.

the thing about being away from home;
no comfort food to comfort you
no babyboo to disturb in the wee hours of the morning or fall asleep on in the middle of a lazy afternoon.
no friends to visit you at work, bearing gifts (food) or hug you tight and never let go,
just because.
no mobile ringing endlessly, especially at work, missed calls, or complaining friends.
no riding around in cars with boys
no debating friday night dinner plans
or drinking wine by the pool.
no late night suppers every night of the week
no mother to chastise you,
or brother to bully

just... nothing.

i'm in need of a hug, badly.

p/s: tell me it's merely withdrawal symptoms from my london hangover. tell me it's just a passing phase. tell me when it's over and when i can open my eyes again. tell me something, anything to make it better, please.