I'm tired today.
Not just body tired; I got plenty of sleep last night, but soul-tired. Soul tired is worse than body tired. Generally, I haven't been as home sick this semester; I've felt much more comfortable and confident than last semester. But this weekend has been a draining one, so today you're going to have to indulge me.
I miss my country. I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss my church. And yet the prospect of talking to anyone from home seems a bit daunting at the moment.
I miss having a room in which no one touches my things. I miss not being ordered to eat always more at meal times. I miss doing my school work in English. I miss having a gym that I can use for free. I miss baking. I miss doing my grocery shopping. I miss hot showers.
I miss last minute meetings in Chester's place. I miss walking across the quad to class. I miss trips to Boston. I miss studying in that chair in the library. I miss the rain.
Part of me feels like I'm very silly to miss the states right now. I've got a lot of great things going here. Undoubtedly when I go back and have a bad day there I will remember them all.