That was NOT ENOUGH MOSCOW TIME.
I need like two weeks down there, seriously. I just want to hang with my mom for a bit. I have a feeling we’re not going to be able to do that for much longer, so I want to hold on to it for as long as I can.
Also, it was super weird not being able to go to my dad’s house in Moscow. It’s no longer his house. That’s going to take some time to get used to.
And now I’m sad. Change blows.
I’m pretty sure I’ve achieved Maximum Homesickness™ right now. The last time I saw my mom/was in Moscow was last September. I know that’s not a super long time ago by any means, but it’s the longest my mom and I have gone without seeing each other in person.
So it’s hard.
I’m really hoping being able to see her and being able to go back to Moscow a bit will get me out of this obnoxious funk* I’m in right now. I could really use a break from that.
*“Funk” is too weak of a word for it and “depression” is too strong, so I don’t know what to call it.
I miss Moscow
I MISS MOSCOW
You wouldn’t think I’d miss this little dink of a town, but right now, I miss it very much.
I’m excited to go back for a week or so in May to hang out with my mom/see Annabelle/walk around on my old routes. The cheaper groceries/clothes/everything will be a nice change for a bit, too.
Have more pics.