Day 3: Monday, May 28, 2007
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Yeah, sleep is a funny thing here. My alarm isnâ€™t supposed to go off until 6am, but here I am, up at 5 and have no desire to go back to bed.
Honestly, Iâ€™m glad Iâ€™m going home tonight. Iâ€™ve been a little anxious about Smoky (my cat) for some odd reason â€“ I donâ€™t normally worry about her when we go away.
And although Iâ€™m glad to be going home to make sure Smoky is okay, this day still has some melancholy attached to its very existence. The end of the trip (which isnâ€™t until late tonight) marks the return to routine living, to school, and â€śnormal lifeâ€ť stuff. It reminds me that I will have lots of catching up to do in classes I donâ€™t particularly like.
Somehow this trip caused my thinking to change for a while. I didnâ€™t hate myself quite as much, and I let myself be myself for a few days (maybe because I knew it would only be for a few days). I let myself go nuts taking pictures and I totally didnâ€™t censor myself at all, not worrying about computer space or whether the picture is relevant. Itâ€™s interesting that when weâ€™re on a trip itâ€™s almost as though I let go of some layers of my personality for a while, uncovering my True nature more than I usually do.
Having this trip coincide with reading Eat, Pray, Love has been monumentally important. I donâ€™t know what part of the personality is in control right now as I write this, and maybe once I pick up my old routine I wonâ€™t feel so strongly, but right now I want to change lots of things about my everyday life.
Maybe the reason Iâ€™m dreading the return to â€śnormal lifeâ€ť is because Iâ€™ll make it awful for myself again. But why? Why do I do that?
Weâ€™re home, although the trip is still lingering in my energies. It still feels like weâ€™re on vacation a little bit. We saw an endless array of beauty today â€“ and it will all be much better described with the photos I took today.
An awesome coincidence occurred today â€“ through several pieces of the puzzle I realized that my bus neighbor is the mother of a girl I know. The girl (Diana) was the captain of the Russian comedy club team I was on, back in 2001. The woman and her husband took a picture of me so they can show Diana and send her my â€śhelloâ€ť. I take this to be a good sign, even if this chance meeting doesnâ€™t really amount to anything but a fun coincidence.
As usual, this trip was yet another spiritual experience for me. The mountains reminded me that there is always unconditional love in my life, whether I see it or not. The flowers and the endless array of plants reminded me that there is always incredible beauty in my life, whether I see it or not. And the book reminded me that I can and will eventually see bothâ€¦
...By the way, Smoky was fine. :)