Ummm, so this is kind of terrifying but freeing at the same time. I am entirely, totally, and inexplicably finished with my first year as a university student! It was definitely a roller coaster, a merry-go-round, and that ride where you spin and spin until your head is light and you begin to see stars.
The reality of goodbye hit me hardest when my family and best friend began to move all of my stuff out of my dorm room. Now that the room was becoming empty (my roommate had moved out days before), it began to look like no one had even moved in at all, and that painted me a kind of blue I could not hide.
Yet, honestly, I could not linger on this sadness for long. I have this really strange feeling that my experiences and memories are just going to grow and improve as my years at school pass by. It was a great year for the most part, but I just sense something greater over the horizon.
The weird part about me being home is the constant need to clean everything. I cleaned my entire room (next is the bathroom dating to pre-puberty years). I think I am just dealing (productively, but awfully) with boredom and all of my friends not being out of school just yet. My best friend is even going to another country (Ireland, anyone?) in a few days! I am so very excited for him, but I will miss him and having adventures with him for the next few weeks while he is gone.
I am not sure what is in the future for my summer or for this blog the next few months. I am sure I will keep you all updated, but just know this: I am in good company and am very content to be back home. :)