Home Again

...but I guess that really depends on how you define home. But I still feel like my HOME home is here in San Jose... even though I will be spending the next two full years halfway across the country.

And I have to admit that I got pretty upset about that this week. I was sitting by the pool with Amy in San Diego, planning visits with Maren and Mason, and I just didn't want to leave California. Like really, REALLY didn't want to leave.

Obviously, I haven't left yet, but I did have to leave my SoCal-world and that was REALLY hard... probably harder than its ever been. I feel like I'm starting to solidify who my really good friends are and I'm realizing that they're scattered all over the place. Far from each other and far from me... especially because I decided to go to Misourri... remind me why I thought that was a good idea again?

Obviously, I love the people at my church, in my program, and I'm learning a ton, but it just dawned on me how far from my world I really am... for an indefinite time period. Life and relationships march on here without me... and I feel like I'm missing a lot.

Wow, this sounds really depressing... hmmm... maybe that means its time for some sleep... I haven't found much of that yet during this "break." I can't help it that people are more important to me than sleep... wow, I think this was my EF talking (of ESFJ - Myers-Briggs).