crowings

I'm back home for the holidays, back to the listless normalcy of the everyday world I grew up in. It's a bit of a shock after my short adventure at Camp College. College seems like it should be such a surreal experience, but my life here feels even more so. I don't feel out of place here, but there is a definite sense of change that keeps me feeling reserved. I guess my little place in this little town is fading away, into nostalgia, but no matter. All in all, it's good to be home.
Also, do you ever have a day where every single thing you do is just mindlessly stupid? I had one yesterday, I'm pretty sure every single action I took yesterday resulted either directly or indirectly in some stupid consequent. It was kind of fun, aside from a bit of guilt and that I think I lost my pipe. It's gonna take some swindlin to get it back...