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i arrived home on monday afternoon. no one met me at the airport, which was ok, in a way. i felt like this wasn't much of a "homecoming" anyway.

i've been feeling an enormous sense of loss since then. since leaving poland...too much of a whirlwind for my otherwise dull existence. i craved salty sledz washed down with zywiec. i longed for the confusion that can only come by being a stranger in a strange land. familiarity has now run its course. i have a cold that will have to run its course, now, to remind me that i am no longer giddy with autumn love. my ol' pal, Unrequited Longing, has returned to my doorstep. fucker.

all is not so forlorn, however. i have the confidence in me to offer my notice at work. time seems to be passing at a much slower rate, which is good, since the days are getting shorter. this weekend is thanksgiving (canuck calendar) and i'll be going home with socks for the traditional meal/family teeth-gritting that usually occurs. she has promised me a night out at the drive in. the thought warms my insides. i only hope this illness subsides so i can enjoy it all.

this is a strange season for me.