Life is becoming normal again. I hate it- don't get me wrong being home is nice... but days are starting to blur together and I don't want my summer to be normal. I don't want summer to be normal, or senior year to be normal or just my life in general to be normal. TMS was not normal- the stuff we did there and the connections we built were not normal, and no offense but none of you guys are really normal. I mean what kind of average high-schooler blindly ups and leaves their life at home and ships out to a farm in Vermont for four months? Anyways...I am just frustrated that some of my friends are content living the same day on repeat. I want everyday to be different and travel and make new friends, but my old friends just don't see the point. I have found myself in quite the pickle. Option A: run away to NY. Option B: move in with the homeless fishermen under the bridge near my house and befriend their stray cats- they'll be sure to understand where I'm coming from.