Pathos
I think it hit me today for the first time that college life is behind me now. I spent most of the day at my friend's house celebrating the recent engagement of my former roommate and best friend. There were tons of people there I knew, and it was really great to catch up with all of them and brag about how I get to go to Europe soon. The weird thing was saying goodbye at the end of the night and thinking, there's a chance I might not see these people again for a long, long time, if ever again. I'm at home now, and while it feels good to be back to a soft bed and my toothbrush, I just feel intensely lonely without all these people around me all the time.
And I'm so tired of love. Too many weddings, too many happy couples, too much pressure. I'm really excited for all the people, but at the same time there is an awkward uncomfortableness for me with all of this stuff lingering in the back of my mind.
And now that all of the details for my trip to Europe are close to being worked out, I am to the point where I am thinking about what it will be like to be gone that long. This will surpass my trip to China to become the longest time I've been away from home, though this time I will be able to have a little more contact with the world. I've got a lot of mixed feelings about this trip, and though I am excited to go and do it, the idea of it itself is somewhat of a drain on me. I've got 5-6 plane flights to book, 17 nights in hostels or hotels (which is going to be retardedly expensive), I have to read 8 Shakespeare plays, get a tan, and go to the gym several times so I can look nice. On top of that, I have jury duty this week. The good news is that after the wedding tomorrow, I can play whatever I want on the guitar with no feelings of obligation.
I'm really tired.
And I'm so tired of love. Too many weddings, too many happy couples, too much pressure. I'm really excited for all the people, but at the same time there is an awkward uncomfortableness for me with all of this stuff lingering in the back of my mind.
And now that all of the details for my trip to Europe are close to being worked out, I am to the point where I am thinking about what it will be like to be gone that long. This will surpass my trip to China to become the longest time I've been away from home, though this time I will be able to have a little more contact with the world. I've got a lot of mixed feelings about this trip, and though I am excited to go and do it, the idea of it itself is somewhat of a drain on me. I've got 5-6 plane flights to book, 17 nights in hostels or hotels (which is going to be retardedly expensive), I have to read 8 Shakespeare plays, get a tan, and go to the gym several times so I can look nice. On top of that, I have jury duty this week. The good news is that after the wedding tomorrow, I can play whatever I want on the guitar with no feelings of obligation.
I'm really tired.