Since then

It's hard to describe what it feels like to have packed up all of my belongings and to be back home in my parents house again. After being on my own for the past four years--learning and living, and learning to live, it is hard to describe just how I feel right now. It's the same house, but it looks somewhat different. I know that I'm home, yet I feel so strange.

Just a couple days ago, I lived, what felt like very passively, through a living dream of graduating from college. How dramatic, you might say, but that's just it, it was dramatic. It marked the ending of one of the life-forming periods of my life. I've been blessed with some of the best friends--the most charming, beautiful and trustworthy people that I, now, can no longer imagine living without.

Home is where the heart is. But what if my heart is here, along with all over the state with each of them as well? That's getting closer to what it feels like. A little disoriented, a little spread out, a little incomplete.

Goodbye for now. It's just for the summer, right?

I think in short paragraphs.

Why is it that whenever there is work to be done, I find the need to reflect and think?

So what is it now, 16 days until graduation and until we're free...at last? I'll be moving all my stuff back home and living with my parents, eating their food, using their electricity. Some people would call this arrangement one step back, but I don't know--I think it's pretty good for me.

I get my own room that I plan on redecorating. Cleaning is always exciting. I'll have a nice backyard in which I can throw garden parties. I can frequent the fridge as many times as I like without judgment, wear my 4th grade P.E. shorts without fear, and reschedule my sleeping patterns to match my parents'! YAY. Yeah, I don't know in which direction this post is going either. I guess that's what it is--mixed emotions.

Anyways, more to come on my reflections of a graduating senior. In the meantime, I have 16 days of work to finish (but I'll probably be back before then).