8:09 AM
My name is Enjolras and I am actually bewildered for the moment.
Three days in the United States and I am already homesick for so many things that it seems hard to believe I was only gone for two years. My parents of all people, as if I still have things to prove to them at my age suggested I should sign up here as a means of helping my re-entry point, but there is a part of me, that, as much as I've appreciated three days worth of hour long showers and turning on a faucet just to see water coming out of it and knowing that there is more where it's coming from, misses, and will continue to miss, boiled coffee, my neighbors, and, next week, Eid al-Fitr, which I had managed to forget the dates for, having, I guess, convinced myself that I was going to be in town forever, instead of coming back here, where, let's be honest, valarnet, I do not have a clue what I am doing tomorrow let alone next week.
I'm happy to be back, I'm sad that my assignment ended, I'm eager to get on working with a paper again, wish I had had the resources, post assignment to manage Russia, for some freelance, and have entirely confused my sleep schedule just now. I am not sure entirely what I feel, if we are being completely honest, and the thought of nothing mapped in front of me is absolutely terrifying for the moment.
I would welcome some constructive suggestions other than the applications I've been sending , and a piece I will be shopping by the end of the week. How does one adjust to a life that they hardly remember living? Any suggestions on this would be amazing thank you.
Three days in the United States and I am already homesick for so many things that it seems hard to believe I was only gone for two years. My parents of all people, as if I still have things to prove to them at my age suggested I should sign up here as a means of helping my re-entry point, but there is a part of me, that, as much as I've appreciated three days worth of hour long showers and turning on a faucet just to see water coming out of it and knowing that there is more where it's coming from, misses, and will continue to miss, boiled coffee, my neighbors, and, next week, Eid al-Fitr, which I had managed to forget the dates for, having, I guess, convinced myself that I was going to be in town forever, instead of coming back here, where, let's be honest, valarnet, I do not have a clue what I am doing tomorrow let alone next week.
I'm happy to be back, I'm sad that my assignment ended, I'm eager to get on working with a paper again, wish I had had the resources, post assignment to manage Russia, for some freelance, and have entirely confused my sleep schedule just now. I am not sure entirely what I feel, if we are being completely honest, and the thought of nothing mapped in front of me is absolutely terrifying for the moment.
I would welcome some constructive suggestions other than the applications I've been sending , and a piece I will be shopping by the end of the week. How does one adjust to a life that they hardly remember living? Any suggestions on this would be amazing thank you.