I finally am able to settle down to normal life. By normal I mean life that is not extraordinary. Having spent the last two weeks either overseas or at camp, I feel a sense of uneasiness at home. Well, a large percentage of the myriad of emotions here may be a camp blues, camp fever or whatever you call it. Yes, this year's YF camp was more than awesome. I think most people are suffering from camp blues or it's variant. And additionally, i find myself being attached to a sore throat.
This was my first year being group leader. Honestly, I had expected a bed of roses, albeit many people telling me/warning me otherwise. Life wasn't easy, and I was put to the test countless times. I miss my group right now, which is definitely something strange for a very dedicated introvert like me. Is this going to open me up? With all that activities coming up, (which I am actually feeling excited for), am I going to forsake my isolation life? Perhaps.
The games were one of a kind. Majority of the games were original and creative. The committee I think did a very good job here, I believe. The logistics made things seamless, flawless and the running of camp suffered little or no lag. So now we have to blame these successful people, these dedicated people for our camp blues! hahaha
However, it really puts me in a spot now. I am currently at a perplexing junction. the camp blues is bittersweet, and the more one puts thought into it it becomes bitterer and bitterer. bittersweet feelings are rather complex and I rather not sink into it. Yet I feel obliged to dwell in it. When we look back, anything seemingly perpetual will be reduced to a few second frames of memories-this is the cruel fate of memories. We cannot preserve these times of fun laughter peace and joy, but the only thing we can take back is what we have learn from the message. Learning it, and integrating it into our lifes. That is the only way not to lose everything we have experienced in the last four days. group spirit, memories of games will diminish. And then it boils down to how long are we willing to keep the flame alive.
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