I have no idea how I'm still here!!
I think my account was supposed to expire a while ago, and I'm pretty sure they didn't bill me.... but whatever.
I'm back in the 'heaps good' state (can't believe that's now the state tourism slogan). I'm living in a little place near the beach with my sister. I deferred honors and am (kind of) looking for a job. I'm probably partying much more than is good for me, but then again, new friends and adventures can't be a bad thing. I have a new bike, and executed a pretty savage faceplant riding home from the train station the other night. So now I'm bruised like no other, but maybe it means I'm the gangster queen of the south side. It doesn't feel like home here anymore, but it feels alright. These days I'm so restless at night, sometimes I drag my sleeping bag out into the yard and fall asleep counting the stars. Other nights I dream of New York and wake up with the sheets twisted tightly around me, curled up right against the wall. Some days I feel such an intense, crushing cabin fever that all I can do is wander aimlessly through the city, trying to find a face I don't recognize. Other days I feel just fine... picking furry caterpillars from my garden, trying to race the wind along the coast, slowly adjusting to a smaller existence.
I'm still planning my next escape, though.
How is everybody else? What have I missed?! Recommend me some sets from the past few months to look at, there's no way I can possibly catch up on it all.

I think my account was supposed to expire a while ago, and I'm pretty sure they didn't bill me.... but whatever.
I'm back in the 'heaps good' state (can't believe that's now the state tourism slogan). I'm living in a little place near the beach with my sister. I deferred honors and am (kind of) looking for a job. I'm probably partying much more than is good for me, but then again, new friends and adventures can't be a bad thing. I have a new bike, and executed a pretty savage faceplant riding home from the train station the other night. So now I'm bruised like no other, but maybe it means I'm the gangster queen of the south side. It doesn't feel like home here anymore, but it feels alright. These days I'm so restless at night, sometimes I drag my sleeping bag out into the yard and fall asleep counting the stars. Other nights I dream of New York and wake up with the sheets twisted tightly around me, curled up right against the wall. Some days I feel such an intense, crushing cabin fever that all I can do is wander aimlessly through the city, trying to find a face I don't recognize. Other days I feel just fine... picking furry caterpillars from my garden, trying to race the wind along the coast, slowly adjusting to a smaller existence.
I'm still planning my next escape, though.
How is everybody else? What have I missed?! Recommend me some sets from the past few months to look at, there's no way I can possibly catch up on it all.

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I know what you mean about cabin fever sometimes. Time to save up for the next adventure