Jeddah Kid, forever and always.
It was last year when I really got to hang with my friends and classmates from high school (fellow Jeddah kids).
The first one was during the semester break. We had a little overnight, and that spanned almost a week. Leaving all that in time for the second semester was hard, I’ll tell you. So we had a little deal that we’ll return for the Christmas break and honestly, second semester is faster than the first one so there’s no harm in waiting for two-three months, alright. Days turned to weeks, and voila, it’s Christmas break already. Our stay over the holiday is quite longer, intimate and extraordinary. Longer walks and pep talks. Movies turned to late night movie marathons. Normal bonding's to make-up sessions. Trip to our (newly favorite place), Shawarma Snack Center. Meeting new people. And most especially, having to be around people who really matters and are important to you without any intention of filtering what you are going to say and do.
Being with them felt more than home. It was that nostalgic feeling despite the fact that you haven’t seen each other for quite a long time. Man, it was extra harder to be separated from them this time, maybe because they are the closest thing you’ll get that feels a lot closer to home. Separation anxiety really took over. Having felt that, you’ll instantly know they are what your heart longs for, and what your eyes want to see. If only I could go back anytime, I would. If only my heart can bring me physically to the place it wishes to be in. I would, if I could. But hey, there’s an upcoming holiday this February and I’m hoping to be back!
