that sick feeling...the "punch in the stomach." A longing, desire, sorrow, whatever.
i miss africa. like crazy. i feel like my stomach flipped upside down and inside out. i didn't know such an ache and longing were possible. and it always seems to hit me when i'm not looking. the power of it always catches me a little by surprise. "of course i miss it." But then i really FEEL it... gah. it can't be explained. no use trying.
right now i am missing the faces. funny how certain days can be so full of images and others entirely empty of them. i haven't seen their faces in a long time.
current favorite song: Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron and Wine.