I've been getting in the habit of emailing people in an attempt to acclimate to different mediums of communication. I think email will have to be my primary means communication during this next semester. I've also been reading a book called "we wish to inform you that tomorrow we will be killed with our families" by Philip Gourevitch. By no means am I going to be prepared for everything I will perceive and experience next semester, but I feel like I have an inkling of a clue now. And I'm not even finished.
My days at home are so slow! I read, sleep, play Age of Empires, and watch shows with my family. And eat. Oh man, do we eat. There are some fine eatings here at home, especially when I think of the last semester at GC (not to dis the dining commons, but man... home cooked is far superior). Desserts on every countertop. Snacks in every cupboard. Refrigerator bountiful. It's hard with my college student mindset to resist eating all this free food!
I've also been working on some tunes while I've been home. I mentioned it in my last post but here is a link to my new project: Mansa Musa!
I felt restless today. Whenever I'm home, my thoughts don't proceed correctly--instead of a normal, linear progression of thought, my brain tends to scatter and rest on a variety of different things. It really is nothing personal about my family or whatever, but the quietness of this place, the seclusion, the isolation... it changes me. My mind isn't squeezed into its functioning corner. It can flutter about, rest, pick back up. It's nice! But at the same time, it's requiring me to change my patterns of thought. It really is a different structure at home. I suppose I should be thankful for the exercise in changing how I think. I'm about to experience a elemental change in thinking, I hope. If nothing else, I will soon be somewhere with a whole different structure than what I'm familiar with. And I can't wait.
You're a fatty.
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