I have been back "home" for 2 and a half weeks now. It has been wonderful to spend time with my family and friends, to see tall green trees, and to bask in the familiarity of it all. However, once again, it only took me two weeks to remember why I had previously run away from this place.
I decided on coming back because I thought that I needed to be done with my tumbleweed existence. I desperately wanted to move "home" where things would be easier, where I wouldn't be so alone. Unfortunately, just because you really, really, really want things to be easy and perfect doesn't mean that they ever will be.
Because I do still really enjoy running away from my problems, I called my boss at the camp I will be working at this summer and made arrangements to come up a month early and do some work to prepare for the arrival of campers. For a month I will be one of three people living there, in the middle of the Adirondacks, spending each day building gardens, repairing cabins, painting, and lots of other forms of manual labor. I know, I know, I have complained so much about being alone. I have come to realize that I have a very definite love/ hate relationship with loneliness. Hmm, or maybe I hate loneliness but I love punishing myself. Either way- I am off to do it again.
But first, tomorrow I leave for Radford, VA to see my little sister, whom I am immensely proud of, graduate college! I will spend a few days with the great Kalin in Blacksburg, VA, and then my mother and I leave for Charleston, SC. After Charleston I spend a week in Norfolk helping my mother prepare my childhood home for renters, then its back to Richmond to say my goodbyes to friends, and then i am off, once again.
where is your mom going!?
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