I obviously had a point to make, but I never posted this. Probably because I never finished writing the post. However, it’s an interesting thing to read still. I wonder about where I was going. What was my point? Did I even have a point? It seems to be just another rant about something, but about what? Florida, as I remember it, was really no different than Illinois. It was just warmer, and near a beach. The people were basically the same, laws are the same, neighborhoods are the same. There really was no difference between my friend’s new home in Florida and my home in Illinois. I think the thing I wanted to write was how ordinary it was. Mix that with my other reasons for staying in my current home town (specifically, the people I know at home) and you can see why I came to the conclusion I did. The last few lines below also make it seem like I thought people thought I was actually going to move. Almost like I should apologize for making them think I was moving away forever, which apparently I never was. I suppose it’s nice to know you’re needed and claiming to want to move to Florida for good and never come back gets people thinking about what it would be like to not have you around. It’s incredibly selfish, I know. But we all do it. I just made it fairly more dramatic than saying I’m going to quit my job, “good luck finding an employee as great as me!” Anyway, I saw this draft, wanted to comment on it and post it, so here it is. Remember, I wrote this in January (2015) in Florida. Oh and one more thing: I’m pretty sure I was incredibly home sick by the time I wrote this.
I have been spending my Christmas vacation in Florida. A full 21 days. It’s not my first time in Florida. I visited Florida once to look at a film school. I came down with a couple of friends and my parents. We met up with some friends of my friends and went to Sea World. It was fun.
This time around, I haven’t done much. I’ve gone to the beach a few times. I’ve taken a few drives around town and even did some walking. I’ve been staying at a friend’s house, and we’ve gone to some of her friends’ houses to hang out. Besides that, though, I haven’t done much. It’s not really been a typical vacation. But then again, it wasn’t supposed to be.
This vacation of mine was supposed to be about getting away from it all. It was supposed to be about no responsibilities. It was supposed to be about exploring, relaxing, doing some walking, and hanging out with my friend. And that’s exactly what it was. It was fun.
Normally you spend a few days, or maybe a whole week on vacation. At the end, you’re either ready to get back to home, or you don’t want to leave. Most kids don’t want to leave. Most parents want to get back home, where they can hire a babysitter. 🙂 I think about all of the vacations I’ve taken and the end of the vacation has always been the same. Part of me has wanted to stay, and part of me has wanted to get back to my own comfy bed. The trend I’ve seen is the less time on vacation the more you want to stay. And I now know that the longer time you spend on vacation the more you just want to go home.
I have a confession to make. I was never going to move to Florida. Honestly, I was never going to go to film school in Florida, and I’m not moving to Florida now.