Did I disappoint you?

There are a few reasons that I ended up spending half of the past summer in Davis. Some of it is personal--most of it has to do with the fact that I needed to be in Nor Cal, and the biggest factor was probably actually Barbara. That's a little difficult to explain, though, especially when I'm sensing an expectancy for a single-sentence answer. Ergo, in general I opt to tell people that I just wanted to be close to home or that it has cheap housing. Both true, not the ultimate deciding factors, but--the easiest answers to understand by far.

It occurred to me today a different type of explanation, one I hadn't given much thought to previously. Not something I'd ever say out loud, but...something that helps me understand why I chose what I did. Because, undoubtedly, my life today would be very, very different if I had chosen to stay in San Diego. I...can't even begin to launch into who would be playing what role and why.

But what's done is done. I don't regret it. True colors come out sooner or later.

I secretly wish it had been later.

Back to my epiphany. In essence, what I was doing was saying goodbye to Fremont. Crossing things off my to-do list. Of course, I will be back for breaks and probably after I graduate. But not for a good while. I'm not quite sure how to word it, but... I wanted to do what I knew I would not be able to do again for a very long time, and possibly never in the same circumstances. I guess I left unfinished business in Fremont.

Then again, I left some in San Diego, too.