It feels as if I never left, almost. which is weird, and I don't like. I miss it. I miss travelling, I miss Jake, I almost miss living out of a backpack. I want to go back. Or to some place completely new. It's just weird and frustrating coming back to a place that hasn't changed at all since I left, except for the snow, and the hospital is built up more. It's beautiful in Vernon, it snowed a lot last night actually, and my mom and I woke up to a snowman in our front yard, courtesy of my daddy. It was a nice way to wake up, and if we were still in Europe, we wouldn't have gotten that view.
There definitely is something to be said for being home, thats for sure. Sleeping in my own bed, being able to make my own food, eating with my family. It's all lovely. And just that sense of relief, of being home, being in a place where you're comfortable.
I haven't exactly had normal sleeping patterns since I got back. My first morning I woke up at 4:00 am, and couldn't get back to sleep. So I woke up and did the dishes, and got ready for a big day...of not really anything. The next morning was a bit better, 5:30. And progressively I have been learning to regulate my sleeping pattern.
I've had a lot of really fun days with my family. I went and saw Kal put on Fiddler on the Roof, which was very good. I saw the Powerhouse performance of Grease, which was also really cool! I got to go out for coffee with Christine, and am slowly making plans with other friends.
I feel bad, I've been a total homebody as of late, but looking back, I've only been home a week. I started working again, and applied at a couple places hoping to get another job. I'm so far in debt it's ridiculous. Well, not so far in debt. But farther than I'd like to be.
Anyways, here's a picture of my daddy's snowman.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
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