Independence
The most number of days I've been away from my parents (as of now) is 7. And on March, I'm skipping a whole bunch of levels because I'll be away from them for 2.5 months. I'm not talking about the "away" kind where I can just grab a bus and head back home at any time of the day... it's the kind of "away" that's definite. Unless I come up with insane amounts of moolah, I'm pretty much stuck where I'm staying.
I'm not in solitude. I'll be living with my mom's sisters but I still have to learn how to adapt. I'm not used to their habits and they're not familiar with mine. In some way, I'm giving them some sort of inconvenience because they'll be modifying their daily routine just for me. But family is always welcome. I suppose.
Homesick is my biggest issue of course... But I do have to develop some sense of independence eventually, and where else better to practice it but in the land of the free. Labels: essays |