whee. this morning i got to do the mad dash through the airport to catch my flight because i’m stupid and didn’t get to the airport soon enough. i also didn’t print out my itinerary, so not only did i have to wait at security, but i also had to wait at the ticket counter to get a ticket, even though i wasn’t checking baggage. i got in line at 7:40, had my ticket at 7:55, got through security at 8:12, got off the train at the c terminal at 8:19, and ran halfway down the concourse to gate 10 to catch my 8:20 flight back to houston. i boarded the plane gasping for breath, drawing both amused laughter and annoyed glares from all the other passengers already on board.
but i made it. and got to work just after 10:00 as planned. whew. though i knew there was nothing i could do if i missed my flight and was therefore not extremely frantic, i still really wanted to make it, so i was happy.
i returned to overcast skies and a strangely quiet office. the day has felt very weird. i think it’s some combination of the experience of rushing through the airport, combined with the gray weather both here and in atlanta, and with my droopy sleepy eyes, and with having to leave atlanta again.
macon was a lot of fun, a lot of good food, a lot of croquet, and a lot of trivial pursuit questions that no one knew the answer to (and some miraculous guesses).
i don’t miss georgia tech anymore. the campus, the sights, the sounds…they don’t do it for me anymore. but i miss the people so much. after seeing carter almost every day for two weeks, i am sad that i can’t see him more often. and christina, and kent, and chris. james, chrissy, daniel. my incredible sister.
i am so happy with my life these days. i feel like i am in a good situation, one where i can finally sit back and relax and just be…me. be sarah. i think i’ve escaped most of the pressures that i used to feel, the ones that told me to be what i thought everyone else wanted me to be instead of being true to myself.
but i still miss my friends, the ones that don’t live near me. but it is good to have weekends like this one, where i can reconnect and laugh and smile and be so happy with simple things like swimming and croquet and painting fingernails. it makes me cringe to hear people say things like “so-and-so will move away, and then i will have lost a friend.” you don’t lose friends when they move. if i can only remember one thing, i want it to be that. i refuse to believe that i will ever lose close friends simply by moving.
being back in houston has me worried about facing a friend who i angered. and whose reaction frightened me. more worrisome is the fact that i don’t want to face the person at all; i want to let them slip away.
disjointed thoughts. but good ones are in there somewhere.
(7:26 p.m.)
today has just been confusing and sad. i hope tomorrow is better.