I miss my good buddy

So, I'll admit it, I think I must be homesick. But mostly I just want to have the time to have an amazing conversation with my good buddy. I just want all things to be settled, I want to be able to play flag football, which would mean I would need real health insurance that covers injuries. In my old suite I feel at home, and in my new suite I feel like I'm starting over. Anyhow, I just want to sit or walk with my good buddy or hug him and cry with him and let him know that I really really honestly miss him. But he might think it is a load of crap, but I really want to talk to my good buddy. Also I want to sleep. But. here I am writing about how I feel. I don't know how I really feel, i just know I feel like seeing my good buddy face to face. I feel like my extended family is full of hurt, pain, and unforgiveness. It's like they have nails that they want to throw at each other, but instead of shooting them off, the nails dig into their guts. I feel confused I dont' know how to talk to my other buddy or what to say to him, I'm hurt. So none of this may make sense, but it is sort of how I am feeling. Usually after I feel like I have written all that I have to say I think through what I have written and I realize, although I feel this way, God still loves me, right now in this moment and then I feel better. So good buddy, Patric, hang in there and know that God loves you right now in this very moment. and other good buddy, Jimi, I've been thinking and I don't know what to do, sometimes I want to cry and sometimes I can't. Petey, what do you think? And Rachel, I'm sorry this doesn't make the most sense, but thanks for reading it anyways.