What follows is kind of an unorganized spew, lots of I statements & not a normal post, but I felt like writing it anyway. You don’t have to read it.
A big decision is coming up. Next week is the deadline to turn in my form saying I intend to attend the university of Hawai'i at Hilo next semester. I really don’t know if I'll fill it out. I just really miss home. I love exploring and seeing new things and far away places, but being so far away from everything I know is really hard. My grandfather died a few weeks ago and I couldn't go to the funeral because I'm so far away. That's tough.
In a way I feel like I left Kansas for the wrong reasons. I'd idealized Hawai'i as a far away, beautiful place where I'd be surrounded by beauty. I learned about the plight of the endemic birds and thought "I need to go there and do something! I need to see those birds!", but I have as good a chance of seeing a lot of those species as I did seeing a pronghorn when in Kansas. It's absolutely possible if you get lucky, but not easy, and not in most parts of the state. The state of Kansas had lots of ecological problems also, species that needed a little help too. Why did I think Hawai'i was more worth my time? Just because there's endemics and the weather's good? I guess so.
I feel selfish and naive for failing to recognize the quality of where I already lived. The weather and terrain did not transport me into a magic happiness. I fell into a trap that of thinking that home is boring, too cold, too hot & somewhere to leave. It really isn't though, Kansas is wild and beautiful and incredible, just look at my old posts for evidence. I guess I did recognize those things, but not fully. I feel like a hypocrite. There's enough people who can appreciate the beauty of Hawaii, there's a lot of people fighting for it. The jobs for being a scientist here are in very high demand. I don't want to be here, I want to be with my prairies and wetlands, even the man-made lakes.
I really miss the bike rides, the endless miles of dirt road, mostly to the north of town. I never got to carry out my plan of getting a 650b wheelset for my bike. I'll miss the mid-winter rides, thinking "Oh boy! I need to get a good ride in, the high is 40!" Then putting on 2 sets of gloves and my thickest wool socks & heading out for an hour or two to go see a bunch of brown fields and leafless trees. And I'll miss the fall colors that should start appearing soon. It was a real treat to walk to & from school, surrounded by bright fireballs of foliage lighting my way. A last hurrah before the gray winter.
And I feel like I don't really have a hometown. I've lived in 4 states now, and I just really want a place that I can get to know well, somewhere I can call home & live for more than 7 years. Maybe my wings need a break. It's tough. I miss my friends too. I've already moved far away from a place and had to start over, and I just don't want to do it again.
I participated recently in a survey for a collaborative study about college students & connection at the universities of Hawai'i & Wellington. There were lots of questions about friends, actually msot of the questions were about friends, and it made me realize how lucky I am to have friends like I do. I have never felt support & acceptance from my peers on the magnitude I do with my six closest friends. I really miss them.
I want that connection with a place that my favorite writers such as Aldo Leopold, Wendell Berry, and Gary Snyder talk about. I feel like I was just getting settled in, then tore myself away from the opportunity to develop my relationship with my location. I have unfinished business in Lawrence.
One
thought I had, as I was sitting in a plane going over the pacific
ocean, was that maybe the reason I'm here is just so I can come back and
appreciate Kansas more. Maybe I'm just going to be here for one semester or one year, then I'll come back with a renewed appreciation for home. Like when you lose something for a while then find it again, & you realize it's importance.
The thing is though, that may not be the reason. Most kids who leave home and go somewhere far away for college feel homesick or very homesick, and they just keep on trucking and work through it. I really haven't been here that long at all. It could be that in the next 12 weeks I'll discover that this is the place where I feel like I belong, make great friends and I'll go on to spend all 4 years of college here. I know that great people can be found anywhere in the world, & a lot can happen in a semester. That's a scary thought, that uncertainty. Maybe I’ll be at KU or something next semester, but don’t get your hopes up.
All I can do is ride it out and see where things are in mid-December. Then I'll make a decision. I can still live here next semester if I don't do that form I mentioned earlier, I'll just have to get a new room + roommate.
But you know, It's a good sign I miss home, home meant a lot to me. Wherever there is grief there is love. I just need to get through the semester first. And think a whole lot.