10 days cold
Ok so nothing huge gas really happened. I was set to go parasailing this past Tuesday but it was cancelled. When I mentioned that I was going parasailing Daniel said about how he wanted to go and how it would have been nice to do it for the first time together. That is if he is still coming down. I can't wait around for ever for him to make up his mind on whether or not he's coming down. There are things that I would like to do (prefer to do them with him, but if he's not coming...).
The days here were going by so fast and now suddenly they seem to be dragging on. Why the sudden change in pace? I liked it better when the time was flying. It's probably because when I first got here I was having a great time, everything was brand new and exciting, but now everything has become routine; same old stuff day in and day out. The Magic Kingdom has left it's place as a symbol of dreams and has become the icon of just another day. I'm moving on and getting to the point where this whole experience has lost it's potency. Is it because I did too much at the beginning and left nothing for the latter days? That may be but I doubt it. There is still so much that I haven't done. Living in a theme park (Disney World, none-the-less) never leaves one with nothing to do that one hasn't done. There's always something that you have not yet done. Even then I have all the surrounding parks at my disposal not to mention the many beaches. It's got more to do with the luxury factor, I think. My vacation is turning into my job. The people I see are becoming routine. Many if them will be leaving in August and we'll be getting a whole new batch of college programmers, so hopefully the shuffle causes enough excitement and entertainment that the time will then start to pass by a little quicker again. I'm also missing home more and more. It has little to do with home-sickness and more to do with the fact that the people of home aren't maintaining a line of communication with me. I hate that. It has me feeling un-cared for. Kacy is the only one who is doing what she can to keep our friendship going. It is I who is slacking there (but as soon as I can find some post card stamps in this god-forsaken state...). Daniel used to call me everyday then it went to two three times a week but since I got here it's become once a week to once every other week. Drifting... drifting... =( He is also spending a lot of time in WV (in a hotel) with someone. I think he's on his way to
(if not already has) replacing me. At this point I'm feeling so much closer and more comfortable with Shawna than I have in a long time.
Last night I had a dream that I left the program, went AWOL of sorts. Yet, towards the end of the dream I was wanting to come back. I said it was because I had left all my stuff and I needed to return to get it but it was really because I wanted to comeback. Could it be that I do need just a little taste of home to refresh me and remind me why I'm here. After the dream and I woke up this morning things were feeling a little brighter but I'm sure that feeling will diminish in a day or so. My only hope is that when I do come back I've not lost anything but gained strength in my relationship and friendship with the people of home.
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