Vacation.Home

So I'm on vacation. Kind of. I'm back in my hometown for a few days. It's been weird. Driving into it was so weird! I haven't been here for over two months, but it seems like so much longer. So many things have happened and I've changed so much, but everything here is the same. It's like coming down from outer space. Everything up there is all new and different, but here, it's so . . . the same as it used to be. It was so weird to sleep in my old bed again. It's weird to be in this house, with my parents and my dog and my cat. It's nice. I need it. It's like I'm taking a break from my "other life." That's sounds kind of retarded. Because I don't have two lives. I kind of have two homes though. Before I left, I told my roommates that I was going home for a few days. And I had to explain that I was going back to my hometown, since in reality, that apartment is my home now.

I hung out with some old friends from high school. It was amazing. People that I haven't seen in so long, some since graduation back in May! Some of them have changed. Changed so much, that they are completely different people. And they are the ones that seem like they changed because it's "cool" to change when you go to college. A few others have changed a little, but they're still them. They're still my best friends who I can tell anything to.

These few days away from everything that I'm used to is just what I need.