I've escaped from campus yet again, but this time I've reined myself in a little and stayed in town. I'm sad to say that it is with pride that I know I haven't run home again but I also know, given the chance (and a working vehicle) I would be home in an instant. Last night I sent P a list of the things I missed, "People. The Mountains. Food. My sister. My dog. Even my mom. You.". He sweetly reminded me that my life was amazing enough to have all those things to love, and to miss.
This seems to be my daily struggle-- I am so thoroughly thankful for the multitude of amazing friends, made family, and things that are in my life but I'd really like to tote them around with me. Perhaps life would be easier this way, though my bag would probably need to be even larger and heavier than usual. Making new connections isn't easy, it's exhausting. So, I've escaped for a little liquid energy to warm up my shivering body. It's foamy and less bitter than at home, but still familiar. Hopefully school life will soon follow the path of the latte.
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