No, this is not a reference to the song by Matchbox Twenty. It actually is 3 am here in Bowling Green and my body is still trapped on Werne time, where it's 10 and I should be at school.
My mom and younger sister picked me up at BNA around 6:45 and from there we headed over to my older sister's house to see her family. Truth be told, I hadn't held my new nephew in a month and I had to rectify the situation. After telling them stories of my time abroad and enjoying some sweet tea for the first time in four weeks, it was on to a sushi dinner then a trip up I-65 back to Bowling Green. All in all, I was awake for 27 straight hours yesterday (thanks to that crying baby on the airplane) I finally stepped foot back in my tiny apartment at 11 pm. Unfortunately, I was only able to sleep for a couple of hours before my brain told my body "Rachel, you're late for school."
So here I am. Wide awake. Dreading the unpacking process.
But I'm home, I'm safe, and I'm still in awe that the last month of my life really happened.
My mom and younger sister picked me up at BNA around 6:45 and from there we headed over to my older sister's house to see her family. Truth be told, I hadn't held my new nephew in a month and I had to rectify the situation. After telling them stories of my time abroad and enjoying some sweet tea for the first time in four weeks, it was on to a sushi dinner then a trip up I-65 back to Bowling Green. All in all, I was awake for 27 straight hours yesterday (thanks to that crying baby on the airplane) I finally stepped foot back in my tiny apartment at 11 pm. Unfortunately, I was only able to sleep for a couple of hours before my brain told my body "Rachel, you're late for school."
So here I am. Wide awake. Dreading the unpacking process.
But I'm home, I'm safe, and I'm still in awe that the last month of my life really happened.