in some backyard, in some plastic chairs

fantastic weekend in kville. just swung back into my hometown to have a father's day dinner with my family, and tomorrow i actually have to get up and go to work. i managed to land my old job for the summer, although with more sporadic hours. at least it is money. i need money.

the weekend was a great escape. things had become stifling in the hometown, in my parents' house, and it was critical that i get out and have some real fun. it's weird to return to kville and feel more at home there than in the town where i grew up. the people in kville are great- many goods times, awesome adventures, lazy days, and copious amounts of alcohol. and i actually was able to get some sleep. that always makes things better.

but being in kville also made me more nervous about my decision to move to brno. i am beginning to take note of all the things i will be leaving behind. good friends...familiarity...american comforts...eavesdropping...mostly, i am afraid of the language barrier. it makes it really hard to make friends when you can't fully express yourself in the language. i should really start studying harder, i suppose.

soon i will have to buy a plane ticket. things are starting to feel a little more real, but i still have this almost dream-like overlay that keeps me from fully realizing that come september i will be saying goodbye to america. and i don't know when i will return.