Culture Shock

From going shopping in a mall, to going to chain restaurants, to driving a car to being heckled about my African clothing, coming home has been more of a culture shock than going abroad. It is strange to be thrown back into my own culture, where material things are important, where people only dance when they drink, and where people rarely go outdoors. And it is even more strange to feel as though I don't so much belong in this culture that I have always grown up with. I have trouble relating to the excitement of Express' 50% off sale right now and find myself forgetting that prices are NOT negotiable. Losing touch with friends and changing relationships is a part of day to day life and I find myself dreaming of Ghana the way that I dreamt of home when I first went abroad. I know that things will return to normal soon, but I also hope that I never lose touch with the lessons that I have learned or the person that I have become.