Letting go (dutty love)

Is this horrible sick feeling toward Jamaica ever going to leave? I’ve been depressed since I’ve been home. It just really sucks that we will probably never lay eyes on our Jamaican friends again. Even if we go back next year, what are the chances they all still work there? It’s funny because they probably don’t feel anything. They are so used to people coming and going and their world keeps spinning. And then there’s me sitting here depressed over not being in Jamaica and hanging out with them all. I just really I hope I get to see some of them again but I’m not sure that will happen.

Sad stuff right here. Hopefully I’ll snap out of this funk soon.

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