I love school. I want you to know that. However, it’s times like now – at 2:04 am, when I’m up just beginning to write a paper due at 10:40am when I have to go breakfast with someone at 8:15, and especially when I’m listening to music – that I’m reminded of home and of those I love whom I’ve left behind there.
Yes, I’m tired. Yes, I’m hungry…what that has to do with anything, I don’t know, but it’s true. I am. Another thing that’s true is that I’m missing home. I’m missing you. I’m missing breakfast on the floor of the kitchen, girl talks with Bep, working with Dad, hugs from Mom, Vinnie’s barking – I thought I heard him tonight, cuddling with the cats, and being home in general.
I love you all and miss you terribly. It’s good to know I’m supposed to be here ’cause honestly, I wanna come home. Just so you know.