Lesson of the Break
I’ve always felt weird and kinda inconvenienced when I come home on breaks because suddenly I have to deal with my parents hanging around (instead of friends my age) and messing with my pre-set schedule of sleeping in, staying up late, and general lounging. It wasn’t until this week that I realized they must feel the same way about me when I show up: happy to have me around, yet at a loss for what to do with me and how to fit me into their schedule.
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