A Ton of Bricks.

It comes fast and it comes hard and it comes out of no where...

There I was just minding my own business, not bothering anyone, when WHAM! I get this overwhelming urge to be home.

Homesickness... It's not a new sensation by any stretch but it never fails to surprise me by how silently it will creep up. I could be having a very quiet week after a pretty rowdy weekend such as now and suddenly my eyes are puffy and my body is tired and I don't know what has just happened.

I want to be home. I want to finish my stay. I want to find an apartment in Seattle. I want to see as much of Spain as I can. I want to have dates with Flynn and hang out with Allison. I want to take day trips with Jenny and random Spaniards. I want to have lunch with my parents from time to time. I want the supportive phone call from home from time to time. Sigh.

I am half way through my stay here in Spain. Half way. Sometimes it doesn't feel like I've been here for very long at all. Today, it feels like I've been here forever.

I know what happened... I went too long without getting out and about. That's what it was. I've been laying low and hanging out at home. I have got to remember to stop letting myself do that! Everytime I do, the same thing happens. Why do I do that? Why do I constantly force myself to re-learn the same lesson over and over. It seems ridiculously unproductive.

Tomorrow is another day. I've decided I'm going to take the train to Colmenar Viejo and then walk home to Tres Cantos. It's about 9 miles I think, perhaps a little more or less. I think it will be good practice for the Breast Cancer 3 Day Walk. It's in 143 days. I need to spend more time working towards that, both in physically preparing for it and fundraising. I think 9 mile walk is just what the doctor ordered. It will get me out of the house. It will get me into the fresh air. It will give me lots and lots of time to think. Yeah... a nice long, no choice but to keep going, walk.

The homesickness will fade... I just wish it wasn't so sneaky.