The Things You Miss

Well with all the thinking I do in normal circumstances, of course I'm going to be thinking a lot right now. It's been weird adjusting myself to being home instead of at school, although it really is starting to feel like home again. When you come back after a long absence you realize what you missed the most. I have found that It's the smallest strangest things that you miss the most, the things that really make it my home. I mean anyplace can be called home, but it's the little quirks about the area and the people around you that really make it where you belong. In the last few day I've experienced quite a few "It's good to be home" moments. The first happened as soon as I got out of the car and was surrounded by three little screaming monsters who went from happy yells to sobs as our dog proceeded to step on all their toes. Although their screaming was kind of exploding my eardrums, it felt good to be surrounded by the never ending noise that defines our house. It seriously never gets quiet around here unless everyone is asleep or out doing stuff. And since there are so many of us that rarely happens.

I've also missed my sisters being bitchy to each other and our parents, my dad throwing on the brakes in the car as deer run across the road, I saw about 10 of them throughout the night yesterday. I've missed my cat scratching me as I wrestle him with my hand, my dogs jumping on me and almost taking out my eye. I've missed playing Call of Duty until 2 in the morning with my brother and my dad, who can barely keep up with us but still has fun. I've missed the mountains, the mud, the 4-wheeler, the feeling of freedom I get when I walk outside, the quietness of the woods, the track where that important part of my life began. I have missed my family and all my friends but it's the little things that really make it home.

And I have even started realizing what I'm going to miss back at school. As much as I'm going to miss the people, unbelievably so, it's strange what little things I'm going to feel lonely without. Being surrounded by friends no matter where I am, being welcome on the 3rd floor no matter my attire (or theirs), the calls at 3 a.m. to walk someone back, the serenades with my guitar [I've missed those for awhile :-( ], the movies i a freshman dorm room with 20 people when the room is meant for maybe 6 or so comfortably. There are so many things I'm going to miss I can't list them all. And of course I'm going to miss the little things She does, but I'll tell her myself later. You guys don't get to hear everything :-P

Well it seems Home is really finally Home again, didn't really take that long. But I'm still counting down until we all reconverge.

Until next time, Shadow out :-D