Yes, I am here in Stanford. I have actually been here for eight days. That length of time is surprising to me, cause it surely does not feel that way. Part of me feels like I just got here, and that I am still adjusting and that everything is till new and exciting and unique in every possible way. The other side of me feels so welcome, so at home, so at peace here that I feel I have been here all my life, and this is where I belong.
This is really strange, but I love it.
I love everything about this new place, and that is as far as I will elaborate about that aspect on this post.
I do miss some things from home. I miss my parents, and my brother. I won't let them know that yet, but I do miss them. I miss some of my friends, those that left before me, and those I left behind.
I really do look forward to seeing certain friends again, when I head back down or possibly when they come to visit me.
Missing them has not stopped me from being myself here though, and I am actively making friends and pursuing what I enjoy here. Freedom is wonderful, and I can confidently say that I am embracing it in the best of ways.
Twain love, Stanford love, as well as Tustin love.
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