Disconnected

Its been awhile since I have left Colorado and the initial joy of returning to Marquette has worn off, the ability to have fun has been outweighed by the need to do well in school, do well on the team, and make and save money. It is that period of time when I become extremely different-location-sick. It is not necessarily that I would like to be back in Flint, or back at camp, but a little of both really. Not so much the location I miss but the people, with Colorado however, I miss the location a lot as well. It is harder than ever I think this year for me to stay in touch with people. I have not had a real conversation with any of my siblings since before I left for Colorado, and I have not really spoken to my dad much either let alone the rest of my family and friends. It is hard not being able to text someone something that randomly pops into my head relating to them and then by the time I can tell them it is forgotten, and it is hard not being able to talk to my siblings, I feel we have grown apart greatly since this time last year. Not to mention how much I miss seeing the people I saw at camp everyday, the people who became really good and really close friends. It is hard when you go from having such a massive amount of support and friendship that is so convenient and accessible, to having a really very inconvenient group, that it is hard to come into contact with. Without my phone it seems plans are really very difficult to make because nobody ever knows where I am and vice-versa. On multiple occasions people have stopped by my house to find me not there and I have biked to countless places and found nobody home. This whole beginning semester blues phase is something I have become highly accustomed to but the lack of ability to find a distraction from it is hard to cope with.