Maturity

I have a feeling that I’m a little more mature than four months ago when I left on this trip. Of course I have no constant to compare it with either since my atmosphere is changing every week. Some might argue that my maturity decreased when they see photos from the sweater party and gang green. But I’ve come across a lot so far that I haven’t stopped thinking of and haven’t stopped learning from. Some of those larger things are stories like Melissa’s which I just updated, the carbon monoxide incident, and being the only person there when someone I just met found out that a relative was murdered. That’s quite a bit to experience and it’s probably a little different when it’s people I’ve only known for a short, short time. It feels as though I’m growing up pretty fast.

Aside from that there is a huge list of things. I’ve been in a number of awkward places that I haven’t wanted to be at with people I didn’t know. I’ve seen many different marriages and families. I’ve seen political views from as far left to as far right as you can be. I’ve seen different ways kids are raised. I’ve seen the well off to the not so well off. From cities, houses, careers, friends, I’ve learned a lot about what I want out of life and how I want to learn my life. The number of perspectives I’ve seen so far seem to be endless and I have a long ways to go.

There is lots to be said when it comes to living with “strangers”. I see a lot of what I do and don’t want. This is one heck of a way to grow up and to “figure out the big picture”. Who knows that that big picture is. Just trying to absorb as much as possible while my brain is still pretty young so that I can apply every little thing to whatever is in front of me in life.