The Time is Near

Well, it's been a week of getting to know people and going through boring sessions and listening to professors talk about things I already sort of knew. Now I must enter into the real world again. I must be attentative and studious. I must work hard at my choice of practice. Two hours in front of the piano minimum will be expected of me more than likely. Many of these people I saw this week, I will see very little of. Much like church camp, I have not fulfilled what I've come here to do. (Form relationships with different people). I have a tendency of forming a click, and never leaving it. The people I have hung out with are my roommate, suitemates and random short conversations with people I don't remember their names. Why do I do this? Why do I not reach out and get to know others? Am I afraid? Do I avoid people I don't want to form relationships with? And why do I not want to do that? They're just as human as I am. It seems as if this week has brought up a bunch of questions about why I choose to do what I do...and I don't know. I don't know why I form clicks, I don't know why I have trouble showing people how I truly feel. I'm sure some of it is because of my past, but surely it's not all of that. Because as long as I remember I've been this way.