Going Home

When I looked into my email inbox this morning I recognized that it’s been relatively quiet there the last time.
I wondered why that is.
And then I realized that it is because I’m not writing emails anymore. I’m not constantly contacting people if I can come and stay with them anymore.
Why?
Well, for the simple reason that I don’t need to anymore. I don’t need to because From now until I come home I have all my stops planned out. I had to do that to be able to come to the USA.
It’s weird how this fact changed me. Before, my journey seemed to be endless. Going home seemed so far away. Even though I came to the decision of going home for summer some time before that. So I knew I would do it but having my flights booked really changed something in me. Now it feels like I’m almost at the end of these travels. Now, that I can see the end.
What will it be like to come home? I’m soooooo looking forward to see all my froends and animals and family again. Soo much! But what about the everyday life? It’s not gonna be the same as before. So much is for sure. I have changed too much. I don’t want to fall back to being who I was before. I mean, I like that old me, too, but I guess I like the new me even better...
And what is it going to be like with my friends? Have we changed too much without each other so that we “can’t be friends anymore”?
I don’t think it will be easy.
I don’t even have a plan what I will do when I’m back home..
And then I have to remind myself that I still have two and a half stops before I really come home.
Future is such a weird thing. And so is perspective.
So I’m probably best of to keep my focus on right now and enjoy the californian spring.