It's kind of strange to get out of the habit of having this blog. In India/Nepal/Tibet, when interesting things would happen, or even not so interesting things, I would make mental notes of how I could write about it here, and I've found that I still do that here. I guess I could continue the journal I started. I'd like to do that, but I've never really been good at keeping journals.
It's strange to be back now though. I've been back for almost two weeks now, and I guess I just felt like I should write some concluding thing to this blog (if only because my mom sometimes reminds me that I should, although I suspect she's the only one who will read this entry). I guess I also don't want to write a conclusion to this. I mean I know I'm home and all, but it still seems so final. Also, I started this just to try to keep people I cared about up to date with what I was doing, but now I'm home, with internet access all day long and a cell phone that works, so I wonder what the point is. Also, sometimes the whole experience just feels so far away. Will came to visit, and that was really fun, and a little strange, because I didn't know him before India, so it was just strange to introduce him to bits of my life pre-trip. I don't know. Anyway, he's gone home now, so I'm back in the old routine, which feels so normal that it scares me a little. Did I not even change at all? It makes it all feel so far away. It's just like any old summer Sunday. I'm sitting in my room, wasting time online, wandering over to the kitchen to munch on string cheese if I get hungry. I'm also making myself fat trying to eat all the foods that I missed while I was gone. String cheese, avocados, fresh friut, soy milk, BJ's pizza, all things frozen.
I'm happy to be home. Really happy. Bored but happy. That's how it goes I guess, and if ever I get too bored, at least I have a cell phone, and I can always drive over to the beach. It's comforting to know that home is like this, and I'll go back to India at some point in my life if I have anything to say about it, but for now, I guess I'll enjoy listening to music and wasting time with this wireless internet we have here. And the familiarity of a place I've known as long as I can remember and people who've known me through many of the awkward phases of my life (the one before India anyway, India was different kinds of awkward).