I need a teleportation pad.

I should be getting ready for class, but I'm not. My heart is so full this morning that I feel it's going to explode all over everywhere if I don't write.

I still love being here in London, but this morning I am feeling guilty about being here. I am sad that I cannot be in two places at once, or that I cannot take those I care about (and consequently worry about) with me. I am frustrated that I cannot call people to talk to them to tell them that I am thinking about them and that I am praying for them (even though I know they know) because it's 4am in Georgia and I would wake them up.

I feel like I'm missing out on so much right now, both good and bad by being here, but at the same time that I would be nothing more than an observer if I were there.

I wish I could just teleport back and forth between here and Georgia whenever I needed to.

I feel like I need to this morning.

Dear Emo Kid

I wish I had the words to say to make it all better. I wish I could communicate to you the feeling in my heart this morning. I wish you were here, or I was there, so that I could at least remind you that you are not alone. I wish you didn't hurt.

Love,
The Water Bottle Decorator