No Place Like Home

I never really liked the Wizard of Oz. And i never knew it was a musical til lately. And i always got scared from those creepy monkeys. But Dorothy makes this statement:

There is no place like home.

Actually, there are plenty of places like home.
Example: the dorm, church, Joplin, Starbucks, a soccer field, a bathroom, a restaurant, a friend's house.
There are a lot of places like home. And each place remarkably reminds me of a different dimension of home.
The comfort of Starbucks, the community of the dorm, the familiarity of Joplin, there is a part of Home everywhere.
There are a lot of places that resemble home.

But don't be fooled. There is only one home.
There may be a lot of posers, but the real deal is only in one place.
No matter how familiar you feel, or the company you are with, or the similarity of the town,
it doesn't compare to your roots.
Home is a simple crossword puzzle and knowing the TV channels. Home is the sounds of the door and the smell of a meal. Home is the warmth of a bed and the voices of family.
Home is the intangibles that just aren't the same anywhere else.
And its good to be home.

Doing it All

So i have been slacking on posting in October. But that is because it was October, and for some reason every professor thinks that it would be a great idea to have every big assignment due in October. But now it is November and the end is in sight.

Its amazing how one little line on a piece of paper can dominate your life for 3 days straight.
Or how 12 full pages can dominate your life for a night.
Or how a paragraph on a page can dominate your life.

Life has been insane lately.
Break-neck speed, everyday.
I feel bad for my roommate (who never sees me),
my girlfriend (who rarely sees me),
and anyone else who would like a fair does of my cheesy personality.
But, i came to Ozark for a reason. And as bad as it sounds, it was not to make friends (awesome) or to get a girlfriend (bonus) or to live with someone cool (he is). I arrived in Joplin in order to prepare for life.

But thankfully, i find myself doing all of these things. And thus the delicate balance begins.
I've tried to make a certain phrase a part of my life this last semester:

"Do a lot, but don't be busy."

This is my last year in college. And i want it to be a good one, not a wasted one.
So that means doing a lot of things, activities, outings, etc. (difficult for me as an introvert).
But it also means not doing so much that i forget about all the things i am doing.

So, as i embark into November, every instinct screams go, go, go.
But my personality pleas stay, stay, stay.
And a question moves to the front of my mind:
How do i do A LOT, but not be busy?
The answer rests in the fulcrum.

Caring about People

My October posting was minimal. Reason?

Because its October and i love October so the amount of time that i spent at my computer
was spent typing papers and such.

ALSO

Because every time i post something, someone gets offended.
Or someone complains about how "lame" the post was
Or how ridiculous it was
And then i feel bad about it.
And then i get over it.
But someone stays mad.

So i have limited my posts. In fact, i have 3 "draft" posts,
So i think i will just start posting those and when people get upset i will simply reply:

Don't read my blog.

But for those who do, i hope you are entertained.
And be prepared for some posts that mention October a lot.
Because i LOVE October.
Too bad it is now November...