It’s always like this 

I am waiting on the bus that is just pulling out of Hiroshima Bus Centre and I’m crying. 

It’s always like this. 
I always cry when I’m about to catch a plane. Not because planes terrify me but because I’m going somewhere new. After last night, I meant figuratively, not literally. I’m not ready to tell that story yet but I have finally found peace and forgiveness. 

Anyway, I mean that wherever I go I leave little pieces of my heart and soul; some experiences are good, others not so much. That is why I cry. I lose part of myself and even when it’s not something I want to hold onto, it hurts. 

I’m going back to Australia for a holiday after a three year absence and two years without seeing my mum. 

I am so grateful. 

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