D.C. is crying.
I actually despise the rain=crying cliché. Rain isn't inherently sad, of course. Some people cheer about rain. I'm sure some are ecstatic about the rain I'm watching now. I'm simply projecting my emotions onto the weather, and right now I feel fear and gnawing exhaustion. The rain isn't helping.
I know I should feel grateful, excited, and honored to have such an incredible opportunity. I know most people will never have the chance to travel so far, especially not for free. I know that by taking advantage of this opportunity, I will grow professionally, academically, and personally. I know I shouldn't complain.
But right now, I want to run straight home to Wyn, to my bed, to my shower, to my t.v. I want to sit at home and play the Sims. I feel paralyzed.
I won't run home. Tomorrow, I'll step on the airplane and do something terrifying. For a while, I'll be afraid, depressed, lonely, and homesick. Eventually I'll be able to handle it all. I will grow.
No pain, no gain. Another cliché But as Jillian Michaels reminds me in my workouts, "Clichés exist for a reason: because they're true.
"So hurt for me."
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