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01.01.05 - 8:03 pm i realized, sitting in the cold, watching my breath fog up my windshield, that i was really excited. i was going home. thats it. i was so thrilled about not standing. not working. not having things to do. it was like id been carrying a large heavy backpack all month, and now i was just able to take it off and set it down. the drive home was one of the most rewarding ive had. i realize though, i just woke up in early january after nearly three weeks of slumber. did i go to italy already? what happened to christmas? what did i do for new years? did i see any of my old friends? where have i been this whole time? school starts monday. ill be back on a schedule for watching ashton. homework. buying books. giving sarah 500 dollars. working 25 hours a week and not wanting to. it never ends. breaks are supposed to drag on and be boring or filled to the brim with adventure and experiences. not a steady stream of work and responsibility. always this.
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