i. will. be. home. in one week and two days.
let me say that again.
i
will
be
home
in
one
week
and
two
days.
i've tried to imagine what it would be like if i hadn't got to go home in december. i imagine i would have been home last month. don't get me wrong things here aren't really all that bad (even though from my complaining that's not what it sounds like). it's just all so isolating and i can only take so much isolation. plus, have you read all the stories of sweet baby amia lately? oh my gosh. how can someone who knows that they are going to be living with her (who has not seen her for THREE months. i don't know if you know this but babies grow a lot in THREE months), not want to get there as soon as possible? okay so i know i mention amia every other post, but umm... have you seen her? have you met her?
complete randomness here, but you know what i haven't done in awhile? laughed so hard i couldn't breathe. i mean you can only laugh so hard and so long when you're by yourself.
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it's not what you look like
when your doing what you're doing
it's what you're doing
when you're doing
what you look like you're doing
ohh
express yourself.
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You need me and Karen, stat.
And vice-versa, of course.
And also, I think you should come and hang out sometime when Evan and Dan and I are doing something. Then you can experience that whatever it is you experience when hanging out with those two crazy kids.
So... is it a countdown of the hours now?
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