nitemare hippy girl
back at home. spent 6 hours on amtrak watching jdrama on cynthia’s laptop. just when being in syracuse was starting to be fun, i had to come home. i’m glad i have my photo crew.
the city is a great place to be but recently, i’ve grown sort of distant. through my photo assignments for class, there’s always seem to be a sadness or lonely quality to them. home isnt what home use to be. not having the comfort that i’m use to having when i go home is frustrating. the neighborhood is changing dramatically. the block i walk almost everyday to and from the train station is a place for strange guys to stop and take a piss. new apartment buildings are going up another block from my house. it was never a close-knit community but it never seemed so estranged from what i remember a year ago. people on the subway seem just as sad as people on the buses of syracuse. i thought this was home.
People are sad because a strike might happened. and it would be so interesting.
Perhaps you’ve just gotten use to seeing your home from another perspective because your description is how I’ve always seen this place.
home is starting to suck. but things will turn up good later. don’t get your hopes down.