just got back from kerrville. saw and heard some good musicians. somehow not as satisfying as last year. either the musicians there didn't interest me as much or i just wasn't as into it this year.
i had forgotten about the emotional toll taken, i guess as a result of my sponge-like nature. i sit back and absorb everyone in the camp and rarely am an active participant. this particular camp i'm privileged to camp with is full of stories and emotions on all levels, and i think maybe i underestimate the level of energy it takes to come into it from the outside as i have. my friend ET is a little more integrated because of her strong connection to the center of the camp; i'm more of an outsider. the people are very accepting, but sometimes i have flashbacks of junior high camp, sitting alone in the corner wishing the cute boy would ask me to sit next to him during song time. it's probably all the dust and sweat bringing up this visceral sense memory.
anyway, i'm glad to be back home, and tomorrow i'll start the final leg of my teaching certification training! yea!
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