November 28, 2015
I'm sitting on the couch in my brother's next to my Uncle Dean. It's 9:20PM, Neil has already gone to bed. Lara is sitting on a bar stool by the kitchen counter pretending to do homework, actually watching the Robertson wedding with us on tv.
I just arrived about 2:30 hrs ago. I shook hands and hugged and then everything went back to as if I had never been gone. What more could anyone hope for. Except reacclimating to the slow life of the country makes me quite edgy at first. As I sit here I want nothing more than to just go back to college and complain jokingly about my annoying roommates. I'm used to doing nothing in my room at college.
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Just got back from having a talk with my father. Apparently they met some really nice people at Red River, NM a few days ago, when him and Dean went there. They started talking and what it came down to was that they could use some help over their busy seasons. So I'm calling them tomorrow morning to find out if they have a job for me over Christmas break. I'm thinking of using Christmas break as a research endeavour to see whether it is something I'd want to do over the summer. It sounds like such an adventure also.
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I miss R, didn't see him today. We said goodbye last night. He was over in our room for a while, he was there to watch a movie... but somehow appeared to be there against his will. As if we, or I, had pressured him into it. Which wasn't the case. So asked him about his 8AM class in the morning, and why he wasn't sleeping. Bare in mind that it is already midnight at this point. He said that, yes he had class, and appeared generally relieved that I told him to go sleep. Even so, he was slow about leaving. I'm thinking he might have been expecting more of a goodbye before thanksgiving break. I happened to be putting ice into ziplock baggies when he made is progressive exit, so I extended my hand to him and said: "how about a frosty handshake?" he smiled and shook my hand. It's hard for me, I know he might have been hoping for more of a goodbye, but when what I really want is to never ever say goodbye or elsewise at least hold him in my arms until it felt like he would never leave... well it's hard to be only a little emotional, so I tend to opt for no emotion.
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