I miss the past.

I got a postcard from Pondichery, India today.  It was from Mary & Kevin — two of my closest friends from my time in South Korea — and getting it has thrown me for a strange and inexpressable emotional loss that I am unable to easily articulate. 

I miss my friends, I miss living in a place that was difficult to the point of distraction, I miss being happy at just having sucessfully ordered a meal, I miss not knowing where I’m going to be living next month, I miss moving.

I miss the past.  So much living means so much more to be nostalgic about.

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