Glastosickness

I’ve gone five months without feeling a touch of homesickness, but the last few days it’s been kicking in. I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s a certain festival on this week that I’m missing for the first time in 10 years. 

I’ve never suffered from homesickness before, on this trip or even when I went to university. I don’t miss places, but I do miss the people. Even though of course I miss my family and friends, I’m busy having my own adventures, so there’s never really a feeling that you’re missing out on things. 

I’ve always suffered with FOMO, but this must be the strongest it’s ever been. There’s no getting away from Glastonbury, even if you’ve never been before. It’s been all over the news for the last week. 

Knowing that my friends are going to be there and I’m not sharing this experience with them is the biggest thing that’s making me emotional, as it’s making me miss them. The times I’ve had there in the past with them have been the best times of my life. It’s 100% my favourite place on Earth (and I’ve now been to New Zealand!), my happy place. 

I don’t want to block it out, I enjoy the build up and I can’t wait to see it on TV, in the news, and the countless photos I’ll likely receive from my friends. 

I’ve got to remember that I’m on a bigger adventure than Glastonbury, and Glastonbury will always be there. There’s never a chance for me to do what I’m doing again, but there will be another Glastonbury. 

I’ve got into a reminiscent stage now. At this point last year, I was sleeping in the queue with no idea what was about to happen in the next couple of hours. I don’t think anyone expected this…

(For my old OfS colleagues, the reporter didn’t know what the OfS was so we had to go for DfE instead.)

I hope that everyone going to Glastonbury has the absolute best time, it truly is a special place. I wonder who will be first through the gates this time?

Good times!