got home
figure I should mention (belatedly, sorry) that I have gotten home alright and I am here in the VA and happy about it.
weird jet lag as usual - was surprised at the complete lack of emotional stuff until last night's sudden outburst of "hey I can't stop laughing but I feel like crying oh look now I am crying", which came and went within the space of five minutes? (Oh, amygdala.) but maybe it's not surprising given that I have been so bone-deep exhausted by this semester that emotions right now are sort of a tossup anyway.
been slowly stretching my feelers out here in the VA. been rereading Lies of Locke Lamora until I realized "this is not actually what I want to be reading" and then switched to an old YA book in my room, and then to Clive barker's Abarat, which bears small but striking thematical similarities to some bits of my Topsider, which I've just decided is because this theme of "oh god life in my current place is fuckboring I've gotta try this new thing or else I will burst" is a universal one common to many books. Also, it makes me feel good that something this weird got so well-known and published, because that means there's hope for me yet.
I am enjoying the food and drink and especially so because I feel no compulsion to rush and taste everything in a month, because I'll be here for a good amount to time :)
I am currently drinking a cup of warm milk with a good spoon of sugar and generous shaking of allspice in it. it is delicious.
I have to get used to small courtesies again. I also have to get used to personal space limits, sort of. I also also have to get used to cleaning up after myself. one thing at a time.
I am off to do various variouses. see you kids!
weird jet lag as usual - was surprised at the complete lack of emotional stuff until last night's sudden outburst of "hey I can't stop laughing but I feel like crying oh look now I am crying", which came and went within the space of five minutes? (Oh, amygdala.) but maybe it's not surprising given that I have been so bone-deep exhausted by this semester that emotions right now are sort of a tossup anyway.
been slowly stretching my feelers out here in the VA. been rereading Lies of Locke Lamora until I realized "this is not actually what I want to be reading" and then switched to an old YA book in my room, and then to Clive barker's Abarat, which bears small but striking thematical similarities to some bits of my Topsider, which I've just decided is because this theme of "oh god life in my current place is fuckboring I've gotta try this new thing or else I will burst" is a universal one common to many books. Also, it makes me feel good that something this weird got so well-known and published, because that means there's hope for me yet.
I am enjoying the food and drink and especially so because I feel no compulsion to rush and taste everything in a month, because I'll be here for a good amount to time :)
I am currently drinking a cup of warm milk with a good spoon of sugar and generous shaking of allspice in it. it is delicious.
I have to get used to small courtesies again. I also have to get used to personal space limits, sort of. I also also have to get used to cleaning up after myself. one thing at a time.
I am off to do various variouses. see you kids!