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One thing I did miss about home - the view of the sunset from my bedroom window. |
I've been dwelling on how to write this post for the past few days, and no matter how I've thought about tackling it none of my ideas have seemed right.
Being home is an odd one for me; I'm happy to have time off from university, and I enjoy being back with my family and old friends, in the place that I called home for 18 years of my life. However, leaving Lincoln, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
University has certainly been a challenge. Homesickness mixed with feelings of stress and doubt did sometimes make me think "I just want to go home", but now that I am home I know that I wouldn't change my decision to go to university away from home for the world.
I've definitely got an amazing life at university. I'm doing a course I love and the friendships I've made are close ones, and it's hard now that I'm home not to miss that. I'm find that when I think about going back to Lincoln, all I can say to myself is: "I can't wait!" and that makes me feel guilty - because surely leaving my family, lifelong friends and familiar habits behind should be something I can wait for?
I don't know, I'm still finding it difficult to process being away from home and having a great time and feeling good about having a great time.
I've decided that my time at home should be a productive one - I'm blogging more frequently, I'm going to gym, I've started driving lessons again and have booked a test, I'm going on holiday (which may not be productive, but I'm looking forward to it all the same), and I am attempting to find a job/gain some work experience somewhere.
I've found that filling my time up - and making sure I never have days where there is nothing to do - is the best thing I can do while I'm at home. I'm trying to find an equal balance between relaxing at home, working and seeing my friends, and so far it's been going great.
I know that coming home is good for me. It has been and will continue to be good for recharging my batteries. And as much as I'm looking forward to going back to university in September, I think part of the fun is waiting for it to arrive.