Something that I find really weird is the feeling I have when I first get back to Oswego after break. It’s oddly blissful, even though before I get here, I don’t want to come back. Yesterday was like this, especially since the weather was so nice. I’m so happy that spring is here. Well, it’s sort of here anyway. It isn’t according to the calendar, but it is according to the weather! I just hope this isn’t another mockery like we got last month. “Spring is here… just kidding!”
I love Spring, and I love Autumn too, because the weather is just right. It’s not freezing cold, and it’s not scorching hot. It’s comfortable, and it’s definitely a really nice breakaway from the biting cold we’ve had the past couple of months.
What is really odd though is how we were only gone a week, and yet, it felt like a lot more than that. While seeing everyone again, it felt like I hadn’t seen them in weeks. I think that the main reason why that happens, for me anyway, is because my life at home and my life here are two totally different lives, and I live in two totally different worlds, so being away from it for even a small amount of time feels like a huge change.
I just hate having to come back and give up so much time. I’m constantly working here, for the most part, in one way or another. At home, I usually felt relaxed, and I spent time with my friends all the time. Here, on the off-chance that I do, it’s just to eat dinner or something along those lines. Don’t think that I’m dissing Oswego; I’m not. I just don’t have a lot of time on my hands, and that’s college in general. By saying I have more time to myself at home is stating what should be the obvious.