.: summer minded :.

perhaps because of my growing up alone, there's always that moment that I felt lonely amidst all the people and dogs in my household. I have a sense that while they've treated me very kindly, I'm still not a part of their family. I'm still a stranger. I felt like I don't belong to anyone the way they belong to one another in this house. I think it is time to go home. I wish I can throw all this schooling away and run home for the rest of this summer, although I no longer have a childhood home to go back to. Not so sure how I feel about this, but my parents are definitely delighted to live in a brand new house where the ceiling won't fall in the middle of the night.