Coming Home

I have been back for a few days now. Benjamin Button sums the feeling up best "It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you." Couldn't have said it better myself, everyone here is the same as when I left. But I have changed, it really throws my mind for a loop because the last time I remember hanging out with these people, it was so much different then presently. I've read through a few travel blogs and they all talk about this feeling when coming home, as if the world has been turned down a bit. I was constantly moving, constantly packing my bags and seeking out adventure; it seems I have now hit a brick wall. The thought that I will be in one place for such a long time seems foreign to me. I am surprised that my trip of 4 months has had such an impact on my outlook. Although many of the blogs also say that this feeling passes, it is a prominent one at the moment. I want to get away. Hopefully I can find some peace soon, because this turmoil in myself is not ideal.