Stop This Train

I'm about 20 long hours from being at home in bed. I'm so ready to be home. I feel like I've been in a funk lately. Ice cream didn't fix it, writing didn't fix it, music didn't fix it. I think this is one I need to solve with a home cooked meal and a nice, long drive. I need to air my thoughts, but I feel like these are too private to even share with myself. They're the type of grievances you just think about in your head because you're worried they might materialize right before your eyes if they escape your mouth.

I've got some big plans for break and a lot of people to see. I'm pretty excited for that. Life brings you the most interesting set of circumstances sometimes. And sometimes, it just happens to work out perfectly.

Every time I write a blog, I see the labels part at the bottom "e.g. scooters, vacation, fall" and I think to myself, who's writing about scooters? I wish I could meet them. I wish my life was carefree enough to devote hours of thought to scooters. Where I'd want to go on scooters, what kind of tricks I'd do, what color it would be. Instead I've got finals studying and cold weather...boy, what I would give to be riding my scooter down in Orlando right now.

I think as soon as I put that test face down on Dr. Cedeno's desk I will instantly feel better. I may even let out a yip of satisfaction. Satisfaction or completion, because I'm not really sure if I'm satisfied with this semester's performance. Anywho, I've got big plans for the next 4 months. I will keep you tuned in bloggers.