i love coming home. but most people don't know that its also a very bittersweet vacation.i get to spend more time with my parents, yes. but that really is the end. i lived out here for maybe 9 months at most just to graduate. i made little friends my senior year, most of which moved away to college. so being home all day, no car, i practically go insane. i think my bed keeps me sane. its the comfy-est thing ever. and i sleep through most of the day. and my lack of inspiration has also hindered my spirit. i'm not really ready to leave on wednesday and go back to my routine of classes, but, i am SO ready to have a life again.