Missing Something?

I have less than a month to go in France, and it’s a strange feeling. I’ve definitely adjusted and gotten used to my life here, and sometimes it feels like I’ve been here for longer than 2 and half months.  Yet in that same vein, it sometimes feels as though I just got here.

                While I’m excited to go back home and see everyone, I’m not ready to leave yet. I feel mildly incomplete, like I’ve missed doing something. And I’m not sure what this “something” is. After all, I’ve traveled as much as my personal funds have allowed me to travel. I’ve gone to French school, interacted and met the locals, and explored various institutions. I’ve even picked up some mannerisms of the locals (such as counting on my fingers a different way). I’ve been able to experience so much more than the average person ever gets to experience. And I know that I’ve learned things about myself that I would have never learned if it had not been for this trip. I even have the crazy stories that I know my friends will demand from me whenever I get back.

                On paper, it looks as though I should not be feeling like there is an aspect of my trip that was “incomplete.” Perhaps it is simply that I still have a month left—much can still be done in a month. I hope that this is true. I guess I’ll find out if it is or not when I leave.