I haven’t blogged in a while. My bad. It is very easy to get distracted by all sorts of things, good and bad, when returning to Iowa City. With my first post I will update you about my life and a few of it’s basic going ons.
My return to Iowa City was fairly epic. I was eager to return and didn’t want to risk not getting home in time for the big bash being held so I left after a full day’s work at the Forum. At about 10 PM Seattle time I left and headed East. I drove all through the night listening to peaceful music. It seems counter-intuitive to listen to that type of music during a night-time tiring drive but it really just fit the mood of driving through the mountains and hills, plus I really wasn’t all the tired. I drove, waiting for the sun to come up as I was just getting into Montana. I had this big plan to listen to Sufjan Stevens as the sun was rising over the Montana Mountains and I couldn’t wait to see if the sound would fit as perfectly as I thought it would. It totally did. Big win for the Bryce team. It was at this point that I began to feel tired. Too tired. I pulled over into a sort of rock quarry, leaned my chair back, pulled my hat down over my eyes and passed out. Approximately 45 minutes later I woke up, leaned my chair up, got out of the car to take a leak, and was back on my way. I didn’t sleep again until my return. I drove for about 27 hours straight, only sleeping for about 45 minutes within 40 some hours. By the end I was hallucinating all sorts of cool things and listening to 3 AM AM radio where there were conspiracy theories of aliens poisoning our bat population and democrats trying to put people in death camps with the census.: All around a totally fun adventure. My roommates were kind of lame and too tired when I got home to have fun with me, so I just passed out for quite some time.
Much partying occurred in the following weeks. Too much.
It’s hard adjusting to Iowa City life where I have so many influences on me, and distractions from myself: both good and bad. In Seattle it was just me left up to my own devices, doing what I thought was best for myself, with nothing else pushing me in any way. I liked myself a lot in Seattle. I did good things for myself. I tried new things and was a better person than I had been in Iowa City. Coming back I expected to maintain that 100%. It has been far more difficult than I had expected. I’ve had my few weeks of thunder now. I’m ready to get back on track.
Another thing since I’ve been back; everyone asks me how Seattle was and I don’t know exactly how to respond. I usually just say good.
The long and thick of it though is that I enjoyed Seattle a heck of a lot more than I thought would but in different ways than I thought I would. The city is not the place for me, but one very much like it is. A lot of the people were not exactly the people for me, but many unexpected people were. I didn’t have the crazy experiences I thought I would have, but I enjoyed many experiences I didn’t think I would. I grew as a person, changed a little. It’s hard to come back to a place where people know you one way, and try to bend their image to accept the changes. PEER PRESSURE you know? It’s more powerful than people think.
So I’m doing my best, trying to do better and we’ll see how that goes.
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