I'm in Tachi at Twin Oaks. I've been back in the US for over a month now. I knew it would go by this fast. I'm looking at the calendar and making plans and it looks like I won't have the time to do all the things I wanted to.
So far I've made it to NYC, Baltimore, West Virginia, Richmond and Louisa/Twin Oaks. I still need to go to Nashville, Baltimore again and Pittsburg. I was hoping to squeeze in Atlanta and Philadelphia. I have 29 days left. I want to have a full week in Nashville at least. That's where Jay and Maria are. I want to do some camping/drinking/smoking/whatever with them for a good chunk of time. I won't see those cutes for at least another year :(
It makes me feel a way knowing that every time I say good bye to someone on this trip, someone I've known for years and I love and they love me, I'll have know idea when I'll see them next. It happens all the time in everyone regular life too. Friends don't realize it's the last time they are seeing friends. Then they notice that years have flowed and the facebook messages come in less frequent. But I know. I have plans that may or may not include seeing some of my friends again. Maybe its better knowing that it was a choice rather than letting life leach at the connections we've made. Super dark I know but shit, life is dark. I've chosen to make some sacrifices, for my own sanity sure, but I've lost contact with people I care about. Distance has made me feel closer to some people. The people that bothered to send me a message, or in Jay's case a text just about everyday. Buddies who offered up their houses without even a second thought. Even the failed skype dates I had with Rachel reassured me of our flakey friendship. I love that girl and she loves me and we at least want to talk for hours with each other and for long distance that's enough. I feel satisfied in a way. I think I'm ready to keep adventuring.