Spring Break

It's hard to go home to less friends than you have in college.  A couple years ago, before I left for my first boarding school, I was always so excited to go home and see my friends.  it was all I wished for in the world.  Now I find myself wanting to go back to college.  Not because I don't enjoy the company of my parents, but because I cannot share the same kinds of emotions and conversations with them as I would with my friends.  That should not change of course; parents are not meant for that purpose.  However I miss having friends in one area that I can go back to.  My acquaintances have faded away completely and even the ones I called friends have grown distant.  There remains one constant, and that is my best friend from 3rd grade, Michelle.  We have been apart a long time, but we are both so comfortable with each other that it does not matter.  I hope to see her near the end of my break, but our breaks do not overlap for more than a few days.  I am not ready to settle down in one area (though 4 years of college will be the longest settling in a long time).  i still see myself as a traveler.  These years of being forced to move around the country have actually led me to enjoy seeing new places.  Someday I will get married and settle down in a nice town where I will finally make some long term friends, but for now, I will enjoy meeting new kinds of people wherever I go.