AUGH. Tomorrow (later today?) I’m going home for the weekend.
I didn’t even initially plan to go home this weekend, but my brother planned something he wanted me to come home for that ended up falling through. I decided to go home anyways though and I can’t wait… I’m going to dig out my tripod and take some pictures in a new environment and drive around with the sunroof open in the freezing cold and sing until my throat burns and feel free and rid myself of the worries have been clouding my mind and my vision over the past few weeks. It’ll be nice to go to a store other than Walmart for a length of time shorter than four hours and to shower without flip-flops and dance around my room and forget about schoolwork for a weekend. I can see my doggie and my kitty and breathe the fresh air and hopefully see my best friends and drive to my happy place. I think a weekend at home will do me some good.
