no surprises by radiohead.
so it’s 1:25am right now and as i sit here not sleeping despite having work in six hours, i’m thinking about home (if that’s really the term i should use for it now). i’ve gotten so detached from “home” that my home here has become so much more important. the people here have become so much more important. the life here has become more important. i guess that’s the age-old phrase about home being where your heart is. getting back to what i said about the people being more important here, i know that’s a shitty thing to say and yeah, i feel like such an asshole for saying it - but let’s not dance around the truth anymore.
this is life and this is growing up, i left town knowing exactly what sort of consequences might or might not happen when i left - obviously i hoped that there would be no consequences - everything would stay the same with the friends back home - four hours isn’t a big deal, etc. etc. but no, it went the other way, and hey - i didn’t want it to happen but it did and that’s something that i have to accept. i’ve been living this past two years under this thinly veiled curtain of the truth and would try to convince myself, “everything’s okay,” but let’s be real here - my life, my friends here have had such a massive impact on one of the most important periods of time in my life that it’s hard to not to feel closer to them.
of course, i’m going to go home, i’m going to see the old gang and it’ll be like old times and we’ll laugh and drink and have good times but at the end of the day, it’ll be gone before the month is over. and this isn’t a plea for that to change because i’m okay with that - it’s like going back home to relive some nostalgia for a brief period of time before beading back to my normal life. but that’s all it seems like it’s ever gonna be from now on - nostalgia. my roommate, that guy that lives five floors above me, and my closest college classmate have all pretty much become my brothers. three years ago, i thought my circle of friends would never change. but it did and i will accept that and will move on even if having that nostalgia once every six months is nice.
no surprises by radiohead.