My Dear Void, Im home. Not exactly in mine, but my old home where my parents are. Im visiting for a week before I return to London.
I had quite surreal feeling today visiting one of my workplaces and talking to my former colleagues who were all excited to see me. I went there when it was playtime in the playgrounds outside so all the kids came to hug me with their sandy mittens. It was really a heartwarming feeling. Even the ones who were real rascals, to be honest, they were the first ones to run over to cuddle me. I also found out that they have a great new music teacher now. Im happy that it turned out to be someone nice. Tomorrow I will visit my other workplace.
You may ask that why was it a surreal feeling. It felt sort of like going back in time, like visiting my past. I knew I wasnt part of that environment anymore but still I was there. Like in a dream.
Whole trip so far feels little like this. In the Gatwick airport I felt this "lovely" estonian heartwarming attitude when someone stepped on my feet while boarding the plane and they stared back at me and said....nothing. Right away I felt so at home. Just kidding, estonians arent all rude people though thats true that we dont say sorry every step of the way like people in UK do. And to be honest, I have got used to this and I quite like it. Even though they may not really mean it but at least they acknowledge it.
I dont know what or how to write. Im excited, Im thrilled, I have many different mixed emotions. I want to meet as many of my dear friends as I can in this short week. I want to do something that I can remember when I go back because you know me, Dear Void, I will cry when its the moment to leave. Good that they wont be there at the airport to send me away, I would cry a river so they would have to shut down the airport due to flood damage. I want to remember this week.
