I’ve been feeling especially lonely ever since I got home. Maybe it’s because at school there was always SOMEBODY to go talk to or see. Or maybe it’s because I’ve been stripped of my independence now that I can’t seem to dictate my own life without my parents hovering over me. I admit, it was way worse before college, but from having limitless freedom to having someone telling to five times to just go to sleep already is more than a little stifling. Yet, the fact that i get to be with my family means more than the world to me. I suck up my complaining and my unexpected loneliness because I know that the opportunity to just be at home will be scarce in the future. Such mixed feelings I have about growing up; I guess I’m not quite ready as I thought I was to move on from the comfort of being home. How surprising, yet at the same time a welcoming realization.