So, there is something to be said for coming home again. I just got home on Sunday from a 10 day vacation and the first night home, everything felt surreal. Even thought I've lived in Reno my whole life, it felt unfamiliar. I mean, obviously I still knew where I was going and everything, but it somehow looked completely different. It looked darker and brighter at the same time. I can't really explain it. So I found myself wondering why things felt so different. Normally when I come home from a vacation, I am comforted by the familiarity of home - but this time I was kind of confused by the unfamiliarity of everything because I wasn't sure where it was coming from.
I thought about it and realized that the life that I'm living now, the one that I have come home to, has not really become familiar yet. I moved into my apartment less than a month before I left for vacation. I have only had someone to miss when I go away for a few months. After years and years of a life that was more lonely and empty, this current life still feels unfamiliar. Not in a bad way, just in a way that means that there are still surprises, still new discoveries to be made, new feelings to be felt. It's actually exciting. Exhilarating. I am enjoying the freshness of every new day for the first time in a very long time and it's taken the experience of coming home again to make me realize that.
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Jeni I am so happy for you. Coming home for you now has a new meaning, that's really just so awesome. Seriously girl, you were glowing!
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