Back in the Land of Port
So I am back at school. I realize now all the things I missed:
All the WATER.
Roommates who wake me up at 1pm because they get worried.
Friends who live closer than my sister.
Friends who make me coffee and buy me a croissant.
Renting and watching movies bi-weekly.
Seminars about racial acceptance that I don't attend.
Fast internet.
Hours spent sitting in my robe at my computer.
Only doing chores intended to keep me alive.
Leaving your door open and having people visit.
It is so nice to be back and feel like a I have a sense of purpose again. I'm sure that within a week or two those pleasant memories of Montana fun will fade and I will miss those friends again. But right now everything is just right. However, my devious plan to stay up all night and then be normal for school backfired. I slept a total of 17 hours last night. And I have no classes tomorrow so I get to waste another day. I should be reading Invisible Man but I can only work so hard, which is not at all. It's good to be back.
All the WATER.
Roommates who wake me up at 1pm because they get worried.
Friends who live closer than my sister.
Friends who make me coffee and buy me a croissant.
Renting and watching movies bi-weekly.
Seminars about racial acceptance that I don't attend.
Fast internet.
Hours spent sitting in my robe at my computer.
Only doing chores intended to keep me alive.
Leaving your door open and having people visit.
It is so nice to be back and feel like a I have a sense of purpose again. I'm sure that within a week or two those pleasant memories of Montana fun will fade and I will miss those friends again. But right now everything is just right. However, my devious plan to stay up all night and then be normal for school backfired. I slept a total of 17 hours last night. And I have no classes tomorrow so I get to waste another day. I should be reading Invisible Man but I can only work so hard, which is not at all. It's good to be back.