I came back super excited. It was one of the most rewarding things I've done in the past few years, I told Eva. Now, I try my hardest not to feel a bittersweet sadness about it all. I'm glad I went, but I'm sad I left.
I love Gainesville for what it is, but I love Boston for what it can be. I had a really good time there and I could definitely see myself living there really soon. I plan on being more sure about it after this summer ends because of all the traveling I'll be doing this season. To further my thought recording process, I bought a journal that I plan on keeping notes in all summer.
I also miss Eva. We weren't that close before the trip, but spending 72+ hours with someone will make a bond. It didn't really hit me until we were talking on the phone the night after I left Boston, but she said that she wished she knew me and had gotten to know me earlier. I couldn't help but feel the same. It was really sad, the idea of getting to know someone on the same trip that will take them out of your life.
I don't know what this is all about. I'm just feeling kind of mopey and I'm not too sure why yet. I'm hoping that this all clears up soon, but at the same time, I don't. I'm kinda glad that I have these emotions. Amanda said that it's cute. It's proof, she says, that I'm human and that I have feelings.
Meh, I just think it might be because I've been smoking too much.