It’s only been eleven days since I returned home from my second trip to Stockholm, yet it seems like it’s been months. It feels like so much has changed and still everything is the same… but then again, I think most of the changes that have emerged from my Sweden trips have been internal.
Shortly after I got home, the wonderful Seattle weather began showing itself: grey skies and rain; and I couldn’t have been happier about it! I know most people simply can’t comprehend those of us who actually prefer this type of weather to bright, warm, sunny days… and I can’t really explain it myself- but there is a comfort I feel in this weather. I really do love it. I can’t wait for it to start getting darker earlier. Am I crazy? Some might say so, but I just think I know what makes me happy.
I’ve been super busy since I got home: I spent all of last week and today doing a special project that was both physically draining and mind numbing. Adding to that, I started covering the UW Husky home games again. They’ll eat into some of my weekends but the money more than makes up for it… and I’ve already started thinking about my next trip to Stockholm. I really want to go during winter as well as visit some other cities. Still trying to figure out when exactly though as I have to plan it around school now. Ugh! School. The Fall quarter starts in one week and I am SO not looking forward to it.
I’ve been feeling quite detached these last few days. Maintaining the balance between my present and my future is becoming more difficult as they grow closer to one another. I love Seattle and all of my friends here, but something else calls to me and it’s hard not to feel a tad guilty about that. It reminds me of when I left Sacramento to move to Seattle (though in that case I wasn’t going to miss the city at all… just my friends). Who knows? I think I’m rambling anyway… my thoughts aren’t feeling very cohesive at the moment.
Maybe I’m just a bit eager to begin the next chapter.