I realized something today. I've been home for a month now. A whole month since I landed in the states to resume my life here. I feel as if that was many many months ago, not just 4 weeks. I haven't really been able to fathom how long I've been gone since we came back. Waking up from dreams takes minutes, not weeks, right? Waking up from 6 months in China though, seems to take longer.
I'm more here now, most of me has returned and I feel more disconnected from China now. The more I feel disconnected however, the more I miss parts of it. I miss the food, the conversations with my coworkers, the multiple coffee shops within walking distance...eh...just the feeling of it.
So far I've spent my time readjusting and since that has been going fairly well, I'm up for other phases of my life to begin. This past week I had a job interview that turned into an invitation for a teacher assistant position and a job description rather than interview. This means I was requested by a former instructor of my lab, and the job I wanted was already offered to me before I was aware of it. So, I have a job upon my return to campus, an apartment closely located to my main building and a new sense of purpose and energy. I feel like my life is bounding ahead of me, occasionally looking back and shooting me a grin of mischievousness and promise, instead of lagging behind like a half deflated balloon. I am squaring my shoulders, planting my feet and bracing for the next onslaught of obstacles. I'm ready!
This is about how cheesy I get, but I have a slight intolerance to lactose, so I have to limit myself.
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