While the break has been relaxing and it has been wonderful to see my relatives again, I’m ready to go home. I’m turning into quite the little homebody, I think.
When I was a freshman, Montana was my home and Oklahoma– the dorms, OU, Norman– was just a temporary place to live, meet people, and keep my stuff. But the opposite is true now. Living with some of the best friends I’ve ever had, it’s the only place I don’t feel restless, really belong, and have my own bed.
The scary part is that I only get to keep this for a year. It’s almost too sad to think about. Because while I am really excited about all the adventures to come after graduation, it’s unnerving to see my comfortable little world be replaced with unsettling newness. I’m going to miss this.