The last four days involved more turkey stuffing and consumer whoring than one holiday-vacationer student could ever hope to shake a stick at. But it’s over. Tomorrow, at 8:30 (but more like 10:30 given Amtrak’s ability to make it on time), I’ll leave this little vacation-from-reality (cliche` and all) and return to the world of reports, presentations, and memorizing a bunch of material. And believe me, I can’t wait to get back.
I’m not necessarily eager to get back, but I’m not eager to stay. I kind of want a little bit of both worlds, but to be honest, I’m so poor at deciding that I’ll let fate (or destiny, whatever) determine my location.
I’m very glad I got to see my family. My friends are scattered around the country studying, so I didn’t get to see much of them. But it’s ok. It kept me focused on family and schoolwork throughout my vacation.
It bothers me that I’m indifferent about being here or being in school, but at the same time it doesn’t, if only for reasons of consistency.
I’m sure I’ll read this tomorrow and it wont make a lick of sense.