Hi!
How has your week been?
I’m sorry I haven’t written in a while. I’ll be honest with you, I was having a terrible time. I didn’t even feel like I wanted to be where I was anymore. I’m okay now. And that’s why I’m writing.
I took a week off and I went to Denver, CO. One of my favourite places in the world. I cannot even explain my mood now to how it was before.
I met my Mum and Brother in London and flew over to Denver where I instantly had a fight with the due to the fact that I could not stand to be with any persons.
Then my Dad arrived and I let loose. I told my Mum and Dad how I felt and I couldn’t keep it in. They promised to make a special effort to be nice to me and make me feel good.
So went the week on. We skied every day and ate and drank all night. We played games together and we laughed together. I felt so happy but most of all, I felt myself again. I hate the way I get changed by my university town. I become cynical, radical and isolated.
When I’m at university I feel trapped by political ideologies and the perceived knowledge path. But when I’m with my family, I feel free, happy and my thoughts and dreams have no boundaries.
When it came time to leave, I felt a deep, indescribable sadness. I had to say goodbye to my Mum and Dad in a city, a country, whom neither of us live and I cried. But I still felt good. I still feel like I’m me.
My brother and I went off home. We waited at the gate in Dallas, TX, when they asked for people to give up seats. $1000 dollars per person. We accepted. Only they didn’t need us to in the end and as a thanks for volunteering, they upgraded us to business class.
I can safely say I now know the meaning of the phase; ‘laughing all the way home’. Boy, did we laugh all the way home. Good food, conversation and fun. I’m just inexplicably happy.
I’m dreading the move back to uni. Especially as I have to see my housemate who I was having a thing with.
But it’ll be okay. I’ll make it okay because life is what you make of it. If you can dream it, you can make it happen.
