why is it so hard to go home? i am supposed to fly to korea tomorrow morning. i don’t want to pack. i don’t know how i’m going to manage to keep myself busy or sleep for the entire 12-14 hrs of the flight from jfk. and when i’m there except for 2-3 when my trip will overlap with a friend who is also visiting korea (from germany), i wil know no one else outside of my family, i mean, practically no one. i fear that i will feel trapped in my parent’s apartment, no where to go, no one to hang out with, nothing to do. well, the last bit i have some control over. it’s not like i do a lot of things outside of the home here either. i mostly stay in my bedroom. i don’t even spend that much time in the living room. and most of the time, i am doing things on my computer. so maybe it doesn’t really matter that i will be in korea? it’s just that everyone will be sleeping when i am up and i will be sleeping when everyone is up. well, that’s not entirely true. my bf will be up at about the same time as me and sleeping around the same time i might be. it’s just that his sleep schedule is non-existent. so maybe of all the people my waking hours might coincide the most with his.
what makes it so hard to go home? my goodness it’s hard. i’m having all kinds of pre-anxiety to anxiety to darn right overwhelming flood of anxiety about going home to see my parents. i mean, all kinds of things are causing anxiety: plane ride, hours spent at home, hours not spent at home, talking to my parents, not talking to my parents, doomed if they hear me and doomed if they don’t hear me. only thing i am sure i will like about my trip is coming back home, my home. 🙂
i tend to post more when i’m in korea so more frequent blogs to come in the next two weeks.