I got back to the US on Friday midday, and immediately afterwards drove out to Oberlin through a budding snowstorm with my advisor, where we ended up getting stuck in. Only being home for about 25 minutes altogether, I got back to Oberlin and have started classes with the feeling that I am still in transit (very different from a disconnected feeling I think...maybe). Emotionally, mentally, most definitely physically, but on a different note spiritually. I spent alot of my time in Gambia just being, traveling historic sites and I guess you could say that I sponged up everything I could. All throughout my trip I was thinking of my family, and how hard everything's, been, but more so because I wasn't there to assist anyone emotionally for the first time in as long as I could remember. And it was kind of nice...to be able to not feel like a buffer or middleman. I also spent alot of time trying to figure out what I want to do outside of Oberlin, and somehow my plans have changed to the point where I don't even know what I want anymore. Whether grad school is an option for me right now...or if I even want the "career" that I want.
I just feel like my brain is working slower and slower every time I come back to Oberlin. But also...I just feel like well- like my head is not sitting about my shoulders right now..
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