Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Back home

Fudge. 

Can't believe its been just over 2 months since I graced this continent with my presence. 

It's so amazing to be back home, surrounded by familiarity and such great friends, but there is this constant nagging in the back of my mind, telling me its just not the same. 
Don't mean to sound all mopey, but its been the most difficult transition in my life. Going to Europe was easy- the excitement, self-reliance, new journeys at every turn. Coming home is different. It's everything it was before I left, but so much different at the same time.

I live with 8 of my best friends, but somehow I still feel outside of the group.

I live in a city with so much to offer, but thoughts of hoping on a train to Odense or catching a flight to Dublin consume my brain.

Seeing signs in Japanese isn't the same as attempting to read signs in Danish.

I picked up a Danish couple from the airport last week. Louise is my "buddy" through SFSU, and she brought her bf Eddie with her to study for the semester. I was so happy to be able to help them, but so incredibly jealous that they were about to embark on the greatest time of their lives, and I am stuck in the same place for now. 

My biggest fear is that despite photos and journal entries, it will all start slipping away. I don't want to forget how it felt to be across the world, on my own. So alive. I wonder what's next for me, what will make me feel the same...




1 comment:

U emie said...

dont worry, be happy! and come back soon :)