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August 29, 2005
"There's no place like home, there's no place like home..."
Yesterday I told Lauren that sometimes, I feel like the last two years at home were all a dream. Like I went home at the end of my senior year, stayed for the summer, and now now I'm back. Our wedding seems real, but nothing else does. Am I really sure I didn't dream Stuart and Mary's wedding? Am I positive that I have my masters degree? Was I really a full-time employee for a short period of time? It all seems like it didn't really happen. It's a frightening feeling, and I just can't shake it, especially as the town fills up with students. Kind of like I'm in Flight of the Navigator or something.
It's very confusing. So I'll move on.
SaraB got home yesterday. from her year in Japan+month of traveling. She's in Minnesota, so it's not like I'll get to see her, but I'm glad we'll get to talk more often. Like each of my other friends, there's a part of me that only Sara understands. I sent her a welcome home email and I'm going to wait for her to catch up on sleep before I bombard her with a phone call (breaking out that calling card), but I'm really excited to talk to her again.
Excited enough to post embarrassing teenage pictures.
Sara and me on Shabbat at Herzl in 1995:
Me and Sara at play practice for Sound of Music in 1996:
That's all I have to say today. Aren't you glad I spiced it up with pictures?
Posted to Minnesota & Nostalgia at August 29, 2005 09:53 AM