i saw someone today that i knew i owed an apology.
it was from almost ten years ago.
i had often thought about the words we had exchanged.
so when we crossed paths today i knew i was ready to put it down and they helped me to.
i said sorry. they laughed and said thank you for saying so.
i sometimes regret leaving this city at all.
in my absence friendships died. people moved on. not that i expected them to pause their lives.
i built friendships where i was, then left. my heart is in st. john’s, calgary, toronto, halifax, ottawa, haiti, seattle, la and brisbane.
now i am back, where i began. no group of close friends anymore.
it’s not like i just got back either. it’s been two years.
when will this pass? it just seems like insult to injury. an impossibility to be in my hometown and feel more lonely now than when i was in africa.
how do i do that?
get from here to there?
to there from here?
one foot in front of the other.
