It’s been 5 days since I’ve been back in Vancouver and a (sometimes overwhelmingly large) part of me wishes summer were over. Don’t get me wrong, family is great and I wish I could take them back with me… but that’s about as good as life is right now.
During Christmas break, I marvelled at the fact that I could come home and fit right back into the cycle. Those two weeks, it seemed like nothing had changed and things picked up right where I had left them in August. Something’s definitely changed around here now, and maybe it’s me… maybe it’s not. People are still who they are…they all still speak the same, sound the same, act the same… so what is it that’s making me feel uneasy. Different. Alone. Relationships have changed/grew/faded, if not between my friends and I, within my friends themselves. Maybe that’s got something to do with it.
God’s allowed me to have the same job as I had last summer and I’m just glad to have some sort of order and schedule in my life for the next little bit. Interestingly enough tourists from the GTA stopped me two days in a row and they were two of the best conversations I have had since returning.
Maybe it’s because I’m in one of those emo moods right now, or my electrolytes are imbalanced, or simply because I have too much time on my hands now that I got a hair cut and I have no more split-ends to pick at…
Maybe I should stop whining and suck it up.
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