Every time I drive back from Austin I'm not very happy about leaving and I can't shake the desire to turn around until I pull onto the street my apartment is on in Waco. The worst feeling is going home, knowing I should stay and do more work (because there is always more to be done), but also feeling like I should make sure I split my time evenly between everyone I want to see, only to realize when I split my time, I don't get a satisfying amount of time with anyone. And then I'm tired and just want to be by myself. And while there isn't pressure from anyone to make me feel like I need to divide my time, there's pressure, and no matter what anyone says, it's there. I realize it's not intentional and in reality it's probably pressure I've created. But it's hard.
4 more weeks, and then I get a nice break. I'm excited, but I'm also a little worried because I'm not sure I'll want to come back after having had such a lovely amount of time away. Naturally I will. But I'm worried it will be very difficult.
A side note: I apologize for my frequent run-on sentences and misspellings lately. I just haven't had the mental power to edit lately. Also, I've been told there are some problems with leaving comments. Sorry. I don't know what to tell you because I've never tried leaving myself a comment, so I don't know what exactly is the problem.
I'm going to attempt to do more work while also attempting to relax. Not sure which will ultimately win. But I do know the two don't usually work together very well.
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