It's really easy to fall into a rhythm--before you take a chance to question this, I mean routine. Being away from home has caused me to be more day-oriented, which leaves me to fill every empty day with some sort of activity. Any free time basically consists of catching up on sleep or going on a short run. Coming home has basically unwound that, haha.
Going out has become less of for me, which in someways is good. The times I do go out and spend money, etcetera becomes time that is meaningful. It's somewhat freeing not having a job during break and allows me more time to expand my time on
- reading
- discovering new music
- creative expression: painting, writing, photography
all which feels more fulfilling when done in the house you grew up your entire childhood in.
After having dropped my English major for a Youth Ministry major and Psychology minor, I've grown to a greater appreciation for leisure reading (or maybe since I have more time for it now on break). After reading The Great Gatsby in lit class and finding a great love for my Gen Psych class, I've grown in the direction of reading books that incorporate psychological aspects such as: PTSD from war, a search for fulfilling need, and who knows what else is to come?
(written on Christmas Eve but I forgot to post it)
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