Tomorrow morning, we arrive in San Diego. It has been a slow crawl to the realization that this is coming to an end. The final weeklong stretch has been one big “goodbye.” And, then, tomorrow at around 11 A.M. it will all be over. And we will spread out about the country, back into our lives before SAS.
It is bittersweet. But, bittersweet in a way that I have never known anything to be before. Bitter because this fantastic voyage is coming to an end. And, I can already start to feel it turning into "that dream I had once." For awhile, it was the real world, my life back home, that seemed so distant and far away that it could have been a dream. Now, as home gets closer, the past four months feel like the dream.
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| always remember to dance. |
Yet, still, it is sweet. Sweet because, let’s face it, I have been on this boat for a week since our short pit stop in Hawaii. And, it was 11 days before that that we departed from Japan. Psh. Am I ready to get off. But also sweet because I know that life at home will only be a continuation of the adventure. It sounds cheesy. I know. But, it’s true. It will be hard not to treat weekend and day trips, and days or afternoons, like ports, squeezing everything I possibly can from each second I have there, in that moment. In the same way, it will be hard not to engage with the people around me everywhere that I go, after months of asking about and listening to people’s stories. This semester is over, but the experience is not leaving me anytime soon.
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