12 Days Later.

Yes, I’m sure no one stuck around to read this last bit. However, I felt it necessary to reflect on things a bit after I came home and had time to process what these past 4 months have been for me. At this point, it’s still hard to tell. I’ve quickly forgotten the faces of people I saw almost everyday over the summer and have replaced them with the familiar friends of my past. Readjusting has been strange. I’m not quite comfortable, as I’m still transitioning. I have a few more key steps to go before I can really say I’ve settled back into my American life. Establishing routine will be the final step. The past couple weeks I’ve lacked routine and it’s been hard. But I’m doing my best to be transient and just enjoy that I’m finally with some of the people I’ve pined for for so long. This weekend I move into my new apartment and hope to secure employment on campus in the two weeks before school starts. Things with James and I have been wonderful, but we only see each other on the weekends. Overall though, a good deal thus far. I get sad about some of the experiences I’ll never have again and some of the people I will never see again and have already stopped talking to, but I don’t like to take too much time to think on it. It was only 4 months of my life, and I’ve got a whole alot more waiting for me that there is no use in constantly looking back. Come this Chistmas, the hectic nature of graduating will have me so stressed out that I’ll hardly think about any of this. A part of me really looks forward to that and I can’t tell if that’s a good thing. But in this moment, I am happy.