A simpler time
As soon as school started up again I am beginning to become more and more stressed about the little things that bug me on a day to day basis here in Minneapolis. I constantly try to remember the simplistic times I had in Cape Town, especially up in the mountain. Thinking of the sunrise and the sunset, the hikes through the mountains, and the worriless days provides the best escape, away from the troubles of being a college student. The question I continue to ask myself Is how can I hold onto a simplistic lifestyle while attending school and juggling two jobs? There is no correct answer to this question, not that I have yet found, but the best I can do is place my memory back in Cape Town. Remembering the thoughts I encountered, and the sights I witnessed drops me off in a mental state, as if I had never left.
It is hard not to become sad knowing the trip is now over. I tell myself I will travel back to South Africa someday, but that will still be unable to fill the void of leaving. The people made this trip for me. Everyone contributed something different to the group. We had a crazy group dynamic which brought us even closer together. So how do you leave a family you have been with for 3 ½ weeks and not become a bit depressed? It becomes very difficult.
The smallest most mundane moments are the ones that stick out the most in my head. Sitting at Obz Café, ordering a Milk Stout, eating a burger on a hot afternoon, or the short walk to the grocery store every few days. Those are the memories that I will cherish, and the memories that are able to keep this trip alive in my head. Some become so vivid I feel as if I have never left. I can picture myself sitting in a certain place, smelling certain things, hearing the sounds of Cape Town.
This is how I remember the simpler time, and this is how I know I can hang onto this simpler time for as long as possible. Even though I the stressors of school are approaching quickly, my memory of Cape Town will serve as a great escape.