About three months ago, I was really looking forward to going home. I was in that little rut some people get in when they don't know what they are doing with thier lives. Now with just under a month to my departure from Turkey my feelings have completely changed. I will miss life here, I think I was finally getting comfortbably and now I'm heading off again. Why does it seem like that keeps happening in my life.
On the other hand I was hanging out with Brandon yesterday because he is finished, and I realized that I actually am really excited to go home. I feel like I can properly relax at home. I will have TV! I will ride a bike, i wont worry about people not understanding me, I can speak as fast as i want. I don't have to worry about offending someone due to cultural differences. I will be back to a culutre that I (for the most part) understand. Thinking about that does get me excited about going home.
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