Meh

Thanksgiving is odd. I'm home and without homework. It's just a weird transition between the semester and the end of the semester. I'm not sure how I feel about it.

That being said, I've never really liked Thanksgiving sans the brief vacation. Today was pretty good. We had a tasty lunch and then I napped and went to Jack's house to watch the UT game. Overall, pretty decent. I just don't know how to feel about it all. I'm thankful for things, but I would be just as happy not having Thanksgiving. Last year was actually pretty nice because I had to be by myself for Thanksgiving because of work. I slept in, watched tv, not much, but it was nice.

I'm beginning to like being alone. Coming home is becoming harder because I'm suddenly responsible to other people. I'd love to come home and just carry on as I normally would, but I can't. I haven't lived at home since I left for college and I don't really know how to exist in my parents' home as an adult. Houston is weird to me. Waco is still weird but at least I exist only for myself. Not that my parents have a curfew or anything for me, but I feel responsible for being home at a certain time or not leaving after a certain time.

I also miss the cats.