I've been on a hardcore Bright Eye's kick for no apparent reason over the last few days...except for their rendition of Blue Christmas, not such a big fan of that.
In other news, it's snowing. Hard. And I have to go get on a bus for 5 hours in about, 2 hours.
I'm excited to go home, but I know I'm going to get there, and immediately want to be back here. I want my friends and family to be close enough to here, but still live here. As in, in this apartment. In a perfect world, this apartment and school would be located in NYC, and I would have the same rent, and that would be amazing.
I was lying in bed last night because I couldn't sleep and there was that really cool glow from the existing snow outside, even though it was just raining at that point, and I this one random moment popped into my head. I honestly can't even remember what it was at this point, but it was something along the lines of a good memory in my apartment, something that had happened weeks ago, and I realized, finally, that I've made a home for myself. And that was nice, because this isn't just somewhere that I sleep, now. It's my home. And having that, is important.
I need to go make sustenance for the incredulously long bus ride, so I don't go crazy.
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