I am here in Denton now. Today, I watched my dad walking through the security line, leaving me behind at this airport of unknown. I drove back to Denton about 30 miles with an empty seat next to me while crazy city drivers were passing by me. Things around were strange, so vibrant, and yet a little too crazy for me.
I feel like I am dropped in this big ocean after living naively in a pond for the past eight years. Denton itself isn’t so huge, but combining with Dallas just seemed too overwhelming.
I spent almost two days with my dad in this unfamiliar territory this weekend; it was nice exploring a different place together. But after a 12 hour drive & more driving, & a sum of anxiety, I failed to capture moments of me & dad in a camera. At this point, I don’t really care because they are all in my memory. I’m glad that my family is returning next week to help me move, though.
It’s a little weird to realize that after four years of living away from parents for school, I am still not used to this feeling. The feeling of anxiety & excessive dependency on parents overshadows my excitement for now. I am forced to switch my mental status from baby mode to adult mode, which gives me a headache. You think I would know how to handle this by now.
But I know that, eventually, everything will turn into a series of anticipation & excitement. After all, I am an explorative girl, who finds her comfort zone pretty quickly. As I begin my first day of work (tomorrow), move into my new apartment (next Monday), & attend my first graduate class (next Thursday), I know I will brighten up more from settling down & familiarize myself to this new area.
All in all, I’m excited about the new journey & having the opportunity to experience grad school & the field of higher education that I chose to pursue.
Wish me luck for my first day of work, not getting hit by crazy Dallas/Denton drivers, & finding my way to 1-week home (I’m staying a friend’s for now) without circling around million times. Oh, and attempting to sleep & wake up like majority of people, too.
No more cuddling with daddy & chatting obnoxiously with mommy…
Time to be the big girl.

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