home.

I'm home. Finally. I don't really know how I'm feeling about that right now.

I really love camp, I love the people I work with, I love having late nights with my best friends at camp. Let me tell you, stargazing there just takes every feeling of stress, insecurity, and loneliness away. I can't even begin to explain how much it means to me to lay next to my friends and look up into the nightsky. I feel an overwhelming amount of peace and happiness. The last time I went out there with my friend Jason, I actually teared up. I realized it was coming to an end, I realized that I wasn't going to get to do this anymore.

I'm going to miss having someone do anything they can to cheer me up. I'm going to miss being around some of the most amazing, hilarious, and kindhearted people I have ever met in my life. These people have taught me so much, believe me. I went into camp 3 years ago with the hardest shell. I was really shy, and I really didn't express myself a whole lot. Coming out of my 3rd year there, I have changed so much. Thanks guys.

Although, on the other hand, I am glad to be home. I've missed my friends, and my family (for the most part, haha). I've missed hanging out with my best friend. She is probably the most amazing person I know. So in that sense I'm glad that I'm home.

I realize that camp will come again next year, and I will be back in this place, but the fact still remains that I'm here for the rest of the year. Camp is now only in my memories and it seems so distant.