It rains often these days. The politics are more or less the same. Strange but the country looks less likely to disintegrate now than when I was away. People are more resilient up close than from hearsay: perhaps that is obvious, and thus make apparent my loss of touch with my own country. She looks so sad every time it rains.
I now am not sure if people always disappoint because people are just people or because I always have high expectations.
I promised to not be pathetic. I promised to not be sad. I promised to not put up with crap. If I can’t keep the promises I make with myself, how do I keep those with others?