My life has always been controlled by the seasons. I was literally born on the bayou and as a kid I lived up to my zodiac sign, the Aquarius, as I spent at least half of every summer in the water. The Springs and Summers of my childhood were defined by rivers, fishing, adventures and watermelon. On the other hand the winters in Mississippi aren't much to brag about. It's not cold enough to snow (except some rare powder that doesn't even stick to the ground) but it is cold enough to keep a kid inside and out of the water. 

As the years passed, my activities changed regardless of the season but I always preferred the sticky heat of a summer afternoon to the cold grey of winter. As I have gotten older I have  grown able to detect the oncoming boredom of winter. I can feel it coming on now, perhaps more intensively than normal. This summer was a probably one the most exciting adventures of my life. I saw incredible places, met amazing people and was challenged in very difficult and unexpected ways. Now, as I sit in my empty apartment in Irbid, I can feel slowness of winter closing in (as the many warnings of my friends about Irbid and its "social" opportunities run on re-play). 

Not that I am not excited about this semester and all that I know it has in store. This is going to be a challenging and exciting time. My adventure has not ended but I can feel it slowing down. 

My question, I suppose, is does this have to be the way it is. Do I have to accept boredom because of the coming of a new semester and being locked up in one place for a little while? Can I not let this time being in one place be an opportunity to get to know a simple place and make some close friends? 

If anyone has any advice on this I'm all ears. 

Missing all of you,

Orion