Home for a While

I left school today, my package came! The drive home was fast and I didn’t stop at all, which is pretty impressive for me. I usually get really bored so I have to stop to pee and for some type of entertainment I get coffee or a snack. I went to the eye doctor, my prescription has changed so I ordered new glasses that will be revealed eventually. We also decorated the Christmas tree, ate good pizza, I took a bath, watched “The Santa Clause 3,” and I get to sleep in tomorrow. Today hasn’t been half bad. I really want to paint pottery tomorrow but I don’t think that’s going to happen. I have a whole month I suppose.

The concept of home gets kind of weird to me once I’m at school for a while. I mean I was just here three weeks ago and I walk in the door and things are different. I’m at school for about four months with the exception of a weekend or a few days here and there, then I’m home for a month, then I’m back at school for another fourish months and then home for three and halfish. I spend more time there then I do here and yet that’s still school and this is still home. It gets me kind of confused about what home is. Like right now is here in Lancaster, but in three years home could be somewhere completely different.  I love Frederick, but I never say that’s home. When I go back to school I always say “I’m going back to school” not “Oh I’m going to my most of the time housing situation” I don’t know it’s weird to think about.

Home is also weird because I don’t spend all of my time here. I just don’t know friends. Where will home be in 10 years? Where will home be in 5 years? When does this house stop being home? Home is a weird concept. That’s essentially what I thought about the whole way home. Home. I don’t know I think I’m overly tired because I haven’t been sleeping so this probably doesn’t make any sense. Is everyone home now? How were finals?



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