It's Almost Over

I know I haven't written a proper blog post in ages, and I am sorry that this first one is such a long time is not one of the enthusiastic, exciting adventure stories that I have entertained you with for the past months, but it is an aspect of my journey that I cannot ignore, no matter how hard I try.

I haven't slept in days, because I keep having this recurring nightmare.

We are docking in San Diego, and there are just so many aspects to it that are devastating. For one, how do I go back to normal life after living on a ship and circumnavigating the world? I've been high on the adrenalin of travel for so long, how do I come down? How do I go from living in a fairy tale adventure back to the mundane routine of school and work every day?

I am back home, but it is not the same, nor will it ever be the same. I am home but this place is completely foreign to me, because I have seen and experienced things that shape the way I see the world around me. So many things about everyday life that I used to take for granted I now am either extremely grateful for, or repulsed by. In my dream I am taking that first step off of the ship and back onto US soil, and I don't know how to handle the overwhelming emotions that come with the end of this epic voyage. It is over.

I wake up crying in my sleep, every time. And what makes it all the worse is it is not just a nightmare that will be forgotten once I drift back to sleep. In two and a half short weeks it will be my reality.