"Crying over what's gone won't find the present."

Dear nobody in particular,

Crying is nothing to be ashamed of.
Crying is also nothing to be proud of.

Crying is a weakness.

You cry when you're happy.
You cry when you're sad.

When you're happy and crying, you're
losing control of your emotions
showing that happiness can overcome you
letting your body be dictated by emotions

When you're sad and crying, you're
losing control of your emotions
showing that sadness can overcome you
letting your body be dictated by emotions

You're losing control when you cry.

When you lose control, you become vulnerable.

Crying is an act of vulnerability.

Thus, crying is
something to be avoided
a weakness that makes you vulnerable
the loss of control

Yesterday, I cried.

I was reckless and made myself vulnerable.
I was careless and made myself vulnerable.
I lost control and made myself vulnerable.
I was vulnerable.

I'm sorry for crying.

/end

“Home is not where you live, but where they understand you."

Dear nobody in particular,

In the battle between homesickness and calmity,
The winner is always decisive.
Just a matter of when the victory occurs.

I've finally started to call this place...

(No.)

I've finally started to think of this place...

(No.)

I've finally started to *TRY* to call this place...

(That's better.)

...home.

"I'm going home now."

So I've reached this point.

How did I react?

I cried.

For the first time since arriving here.

I mourned the founding of a new home.

How fucking ironic is that?

/end

"You must not come lightly to the blank page."

Dear nobody in particular,

My brother was in town this week.

He left afterwards, feeling disappointed.

I don't blame him.

For one of the largest cities in the world, this place lacks
character
soul
passion
heart
etc.

What am I doing here again?

/end