15 May 2006

Home Cookin' Dreams

I get tired of living away from my country. I'm tired of living in other people’s culture that doesn't accept me as part of it. I grow very tired of the pollution and crowded streets. Where is the grass? Where are the blue skies of my childhood? I dislike a city that does not embrace the word "weekend". Where is the joy if I can't have a Saturday off to do the needed relax and catch up on things that didn't get done during the week? How I miss my home country. I dream of the day when I will be home. The first thing I will do is get on my bike and ride it until I can't ride it any longer. The freedom I will have.

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