The thanksgiving weekend just concluded and I’m feeling empty. Last nights conversation were all about returning to somewhere- the last semester of college, the first semester of grad school, the first day at the new job, the continuing grind at the same job. Everyone has a place to go which made me start to think about where I was going. I couldn’t quite answer that question. “Where am I going?” I don’t quite know.
I remember having those conversations in the past and having the mix emotion of excitement or dreading of returning to something you that excitement retuning somewhere. It was something you dreaded after a long break to return somewhere
I should’ve cherished those days of returning somewhere more. I know one day it will happen for me again where I am eager to return. Now I just seek the most basic form of excitement- to return; return to something, somewhere like everyone else.