A diary of thoughts on life, people, politics, and society
Friday, January 8, 2010
I miss Yemen for some reason. I miss the camp. I miss the shitty hotel. I miss the adrenaline. I am going to Syria next week. Dull. Hopefully Yemen will be next. It is said that nostalgic feelings slowly start crawling back to you after a while. That's why people start being nostalgic about their childhood when aging.