[one moment of addressing reality: I have completed my undergraduate academic studies in their entirety. whoa.]
So, coming home is weird enough in itself. Going back to my room, falling back into patterns and adjusting to everything that has changed in my absence. This time in particular though, people are coming out of the woodwork. People I haven't talked to in years want to know what I'm up to and feel the need to become friends again. These are people that stopped talking to me, not the other way around, and I don't know if they realize it, but I'm headed out into the world. Of course it is interesting to hear what people have been up to, watch how they've changed and try to understand why they are who they have become. Honestly, though, I'm not looking to recreate bonds that are just going to get broken all over again. Friendship is really important to me, so I hate losing friends. I now know how not to set myself up for that.
Today I drove home in a greenhouse, otherwise known as my car. I filled all four seats with potted plants and made sure all of the kids were buckled in (yes I am serious) before we went anywhere. I'm babysitting for the break so I've got tons of little ones with me. A few were old enough to be left on their own for two weeks. I gave them a list of rules and plenty of supplies, hopefully they won't trash the place ;)