mr tambourine man

there was this period of time i was extremely confused with 'tambourine' and 'trampoline' like they sound so alike i often used them interchangeably but alas a tambourine is not smth you pounce on and a trampoline is not smth you can hold in the palms of your hands even though they're both (usually) circular

anyway//
i am so upset everyone is overseas :'((( i wanna leave too but patience child your time will come soon but present kristie feels like smth is off whenever the ppl i love are timezones away and this led me to wonder what if i was the one away instead, would i still feel the same displacement? at first i thought that i definitely would and i should probably scratch all chances/hopes of living life abroad but then i rmbed that hey, this is an experience, or rather, i have experienced this. when I'm oceans apart i hardly think of home and i try my very best, shamelessly and futilely to be part of the fabric, to pretend i have lived at said country all my life and now i am wondering and it scares me, what little sense of attachment i have towards sg, how my priorities are debunked and if feeling this way is justified?

OK GON PRETEND THE RAIN IS SNOW SELF-DELUDED DAZ HOW I ROLL

BTW THIS HAPPENED WE SHARED A MOMENT