The School bell has rung

Back at UNF and I feel isolation creeping up my spine a little more with each day that goes by. I felt it this evening on the walk back to my van, after a long day at UNF. I was a stranger on my own campus. after 3 semesters, I've not yet met someone I actually know beyond a name, and an occasional cellphone number. I felt no real desire to go do something with anyone I know in Jax right now. The only thing I really have to do at these times is go home, eat some food, and lock myself in my room till my dad goes to sleep. When I'm not at work, like this evening, I just zone out for hours in my room and do nothing or occasionally go climbing by myself. I can't believe I felt so free the past week and a half out west, and now it feels like i'm imagining those good times. everything just seems so pointless and wrong here in Jacksonville.