So I'm back to school. Like, in school and attending classes. I sit down and let other people learn me some stuff. It's AWESOME. Anyone who wondered why I'd want to go back to school or who worried about me being "a student again" can rest easy because this is exactly where I'm supposed to be. It's so obvious it's almost silly.
Of course I'm homesick. I get homesick because I'm a human being with feelings and junk. I miss my friends, I miss my crazy awesome family, I miss a quick text to set up some plans and go grab a drink, or a string of mass texts to get people together for a night out. I miss the Fellows, sort of. I really like central air and counter tops so it's hard to think of much else when it comes to that place, but yeah, I miss the Fellows too. (I miss my fellows, of course.) I could keep going, I miss my students, I miss my routine, I miss the anticipation for Jagerday... but most of all I miss hugs. I've hugged many a person here in NC. They really are fantastic people and good for hugging. But there is a kind of hug you get and give someone that you know. No one here has known me more than a few weeks. I am a physical-contact kind of lady. I'm a toucher. Not in the inappropriate sense, mind you, but I like hugs, and pats on the arm and little back rubs and physical contact. It's a part of intimacy for me, or something like that. Whatever I mean to say that I feel more connected to people when we have physical contact. That's why. So I'm just not at that point yet with the new people. Which is fine! I would actually find it a little strange if this weren't the situation. It's just what I've noticed most about what I miss from NY.
One of the strangest things to deal with having moved away from everyone is the doppelganger situation. My brain is still programed to expect to see certain people in certain places. So I do. My brain sees someone and processes so quickly it thinks it is someone I know when it is absolutely NOT someone I know. Jim has a doppelganger in the music school. I nearly dropped my books and stared open-mouthed when I first saw the kid. His is the most striking. Other people have peripheral doppelgangers. Out of the corner of my eye I swear I just saw Terry, or Princess, or the weirder ones when I'm reminded of someone from high school that I haven't seen in over 11 years. The brain I think seeks out what it knows when we are someplace new. Mine certainly does. I think my brain is trying so hard to recognize someone it is instantly creating age-renderings of people I knew when I was a teenager. Fortunately I let my little sightings take me back to a memory with their true counterpart and I smile as I remember someone fondly from home. I have yet to take the Shannon-route and walk up to someone to tell them they look very familiar and have we by chance met before??
The brain. So weird.
School is great and I am great and my apartment is great and the people are great. Now you know everything you need to and thankyouverymuchhaveaniceday.
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