SO! After being reminded that I still needed to write about the last day of my trip, Sunday, I thought I should probably do so, and throw in the few days afterward as well.
Sunday was relaxing, overall. Woke up around 7:30am (central time, but who cares?) and piddled around on the internet for a bit. Later, the others found their way upstairs as well, and it became a calm, pleasant day with some chatter and viewing of videos. Egg, sausage and cheese burittos for breakfast were also tasty.
(I suddenly feel like I’m writing this on twitter, for some reason)
Politics and other things were the topics of the day. I didn’t provide much feedback throughout, but it was interesting to listen to others’ opinions. As my time wrapped to a close, I tried to mentally catalogue the experiences of the weekend for reminiscing later, and finally after goodbyes and a hug, I left to return to Henderson at around 4pm (Again, central time).
The drive was uneventful and rather boring, though it didn’t seem to take as long as the drive there. Upon arrival I unpacked and then took off to the gym to make use of the membership I’m paying for.
Monday! Was really rather boring. I actually didn’t do much of anything save for returning the car. However, that evening as I laid down to attempt to nap before work, I found myself unable to sleep. I was actually rather overwhelmed by this odd feeling that something terrible was about to happen and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what it was. Tuesday, and now Wednesday have gone by quite similarly. As I gaze out to the fields and sky, it just feels like something is waiting to happen and when it does it’s not going to be pleasant or easy to recover from.
*shrugs* Who knows. Since I’m not psychic I’m not likely to find out anytime soon unless it actually happens, so I suppose I should really try not worrying about it.
Maybe, though, it’s an connected with my own personal feelings. I just don’t feel like I belong here; as if I’m just sticking around because it’s easy and that I’m not actually doing anything useful. I have an urge to just leave and not look back, and wherever I end up is where I am. Who’s to say?
Anyway, plans for the evening are fairly set, with work in the offing should I decide I want to do so, among other things. We’ll see where the wind blows!
(Thanks, by the way, for getting me into Doctor Who, guys. Thanks a lot. :P)
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