To the next 5 years...

This weekend I went to homecoming. And now I 100% understand why they call it homecoming. When I was a student, I thought it was just another excuse to go out every night and go to classes hungover. But the real meaning for homecoming is for all the graduates to literally come home. Bloomington will always be a little slice of heaven and being away for the past 6 months was way to long.

But what was not way to long, was this weekend. This weekend was way too short- part of me just wanted to sit with all my friends and catch up on the past 6 months and the other part of me wanted to re-live second semester senior year, needless to say, the other part of re-living senior year won. I was non stop and shocked of how easy it was just to slip back into senior year me. I arrived in Indianapolis at 8:15 and Bloomington around 9:30- at our favorite bar (Nicks) by 10:45 and drinking beer and eating biz fries (the most amazing French fries with spices and a mayo dipping sauce... only can be made there- they are out of this world, believe me) by 11. The rest of the night was nonstop as well- complete with one hour of sleep around 6am and kegs and eggs bright and early at 8am. This was all just in 12 hours.

Something that I realized this weekend- college by far- was the best decision I ever made. Those 4 years I changed, morphed, laughed, cried, and everything in between more than any other time in my current life.

Now- sitting at my desk at 9:15 am, I am falling into a deep nostalgic state just thinking about it. I feel like I am in a dream and in about 30 seconds I will wake up back in room 622 in Foster Harper (my Freshmen dorm) on the first day of classes. This feeling will fade, I know it will, but I don't want it to because it's what I have to hold on to until my life starts rolling. I am still in the holding pattern of living in my Aunts house- dreaming of the day when I can finally afford to move out. I am a firm believer of living in the current and in the now- doing things just to do them, and every day in this big city, I am living just like that, but its not the same. I cannot say with full confidence that I am truly happy. My job is amazing- but again, like in my internship, I am feeling antsy, like I want to work with people more, I want to be known (for what, not sure, but known)- I want to be able to release all of this energy I have built up. That is the job I eventually will be in. But until I can really, really say that I am truly happy- I will keep dreaming about Bloomington and about the next time I can be with my friends in the greatest town on earth...

While at Sports on Saturday night/Sunday morning, around 3am, my best friends and I took a shot and toasted to the next 5 years. The next 5 years of us all being friends and our lives to the next 5 years- Should be a roller coaster ride.

Lesson Learned over this past weekend:

I need to find what makes me happy so I can stop thinking about Bloomington so much.

Peace, Love and the next 5 years,

B