Ode to the Homies

Everybody has noted that I'm not as happy and ecstatic as I should be now that I've graduated. The truth is, I'm kind of sad.

I've worked very hard, for a very long time. And now I feel like the woman who went through a 48 hour labor and now is suffering from port-partem depression.
Even my man is kinda wondering what the time is with me?

I have two ideas of the cause of this thing.
1. I'm still working on my website. And its taking longer than anticipated, so I'm frustrated.
2. I don't know. But I do know it has a lot to do with that seems-like-you're-never-going-away-visitor: Loneliness.

So I called my parents and my brother, who I swear are my besties. I talked to Omi and Fiona online, and messaging Mbawaka about the blues. My sister is here because it's her birthday, and my sisters from another mother in Nigeria are coming over, and we're just gonna laugh it out tonight.

It's the most significant time in my life since 2002, and instead of thinking about all the people who I love that can't physically celebrate it with me, I'm gonna be grateful:

1. My dad could afford me an education. There are millions of children and people all around the world who don't have that privilege

2. I have friends. Friends represent family, and I'm grateful Jozmin, Barry, Alindine, Laura, Mo, Ayo + Ola give enough of a shit to check up on me constantly and want to celebrate with me as soon as these muthafucken dollars in my bank account make love and multiply

3. That the internet and cellphones exist. Without them, I wouldn't have even been able to hear my lousy voice on the phone while my parents and David inquire why I sound so sad?

4. That I can and gotdammet I SHOULD be happy.

I really needed my friends this weekend and they all came through. Physically + Digitally. This is what it is when you're a foreigner and you're always homesick... Thank You people very very very much. I like people who sincerely care for me, because I sincerely care for people. There's no more room for sadness now.