Has it been two years yet?

"Homesickness is a bit like seasickness. You don't know how awful it is until you get it, and when you do, it hits you right in the top of the stomach and you want to die. The only comfort is that both homesickness and seasickness are instantly curable. The first goes away the moment you walk out of the school grounds and the second is forgotten as soon as the ship enters port."
-Roald Dahl, Boy.

It has been wonderful to be home. I am moderately terrified of going back. Tomorrow will be an absurdly long day of traveling (Seattle to Atlanta to Memphis by plane, and then onto New Orleans by car). I have never been so overwhelmed. Maybe when I first arrived in France and moved into that horrible basement studio apartment where I could hear the landlords yelling through the walls... but everything seems so much easier in hindsight. That will be nice. Someday all of this will be a story to tell.

Flew with my dad from Bellingham to Puyallup today. It was beautiful. This weekend I've been thinking of all the other jobs I could do instead of teaching. Gas station attendant. Pilot. Data-entry person. It will get easier. It has to.

My friends and family are amazing. I miss you all.