Going home for any moderate length of time is strange. The first few days are great. Doing laundry for free. Eating sushi multiple times. Sleeping in a queen sized bed. These are the grand extravagances one forgets about while living as a student. There is relief in finding the family dog still kicking; any ‘My Dog Skip’ fears abated for a while longer.
After day three, however, things get weird. Akin to finding yourself in your own version of Groundhog’s Day, every day is suddenly the same as the one before it. You awkwardly run into old friends you no longer know. Your respectable diet of kale and quinoa goes out the window as you scavenge in the fridge. This wouldn’t be an issue if your father and brother didn’t subsist solely on chips, crackers and seasonal gift baskets. Chocolate-covered cherries are good for you right? Cherries are fruit after all. And popcorn comes from corn! Definitely counts as a vegetable. So what if it didn’t involve caramel the first time around.
The best way to fight off the natural inclination of becoming a loafing college student suburb-zombie is to channel the fear that this situation becomes permanent into motivating yourself to succeed.
This little reminder of what life is like when a car is required to reach any destination is enough to get me studying, reviewing and generally preparing for returning to real life. Put in the perspective of everything I have been or gone through I’m able to see just how far I’ve come.
At the end of the day a little perspective never made anyone go crazy…