Pacific Northwest

So I haven't written an entry since coming to the PNW.

But here's an update on my current state of being.

It's been sunny for the past two days, which was surreal because most of the time it is cloudy. I felt like I was somewhere else. But now I'm back.

I came back today around 11:30 when I went to the dining hall for lunch. I was by myself because I wanted to have alone time to read "The Dog of the Marriage," a collection of short stories I checked out at the library. As I was sitting in the corner, I saw someone walk in. I don't want to say who this person was but let's just say he is a kind, intelligent, friendly human being that terrifies me. Every time said human sees me he comes to talk with me and sits with me. I like it when he sits with me. For the past two days I've liked it a lot. But today when he saw me I lied and said I had class at noon, which I don't. And the worst part is I'm sure he knew it because I hadn't even started eating my sandwich yet.

I slept with my contacts in last night by accident, so I wasn't wearing them today. I couldn't see well; I imagined others couldn't see me either. This is what happened.

I ran away from the situation.

And by "ran," we're talking 20-ish miles, 3 and a half hours of running. I was running fast. I was running by the water, and then I was in Fairhaven, and then I was in a mysterious place near Fairhaven on a woodsy trail with squirrels.

And as I was running this distance, I inevitably found myself completely and utterly lost. It started to get dark, started raining again. I was afraid. I couldn't really see without my contacts, and I was cold. I kept running and became more and more lost.

I feel awful about the situation. I don't know why I lied like that. Sometimes, I act like a different person, someone I used to be. I'm glad I made it back alive at least.

---Meredith