Wonderful people, I decided it's time to write again. It's been nearly 5 months since my last post about my arrival in America. I talked about an adventure; a journey. I wrote that the adventure was just starting a new chapter, like I knew for certain that it would be continuing. Truth is, I was pretty scared that coming back here was going to be the end of me--the me that had been me for the previous 7 months. If that makes sense.
Either way, it's 5 months later. It's cold, and the ground is covered with snow and ice. It's December, and I've almost made it through the semester. That part of my life seems to be consuming the others right now as I prepare myself for the final week. It's just school, though. My life is more than just school.
The point of this post is just to let you, the people out there who may stumble upon this, know that I will be returning. These 5 months have gone fast, but at times, they've seemed been grueling. They've felt vague and empty. In general, there has been a lack of meaning. That is, until recently because there are people in my life that don't give up; as I'm sure there are in yours.
I will talk to you soon friends. I love you all. Enjoy the snow and smile.
