we say: "you didn't try"

[timeripple]

This place actually looks soggy. There is exactly one thing on the bright side: there is now a Trader Joe's a mere 35 minutes away.



A transition has somehow taken place, in which this house and this miserable excuse for a town have become "the place in which I grew up" rather than "home". The whole place screams "Teenage angst!" at me. I want out. L.A., here I come. Or so it is to be hoped.

Or maybe that's just the jet-lag talking.

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[kayselkiemoon.livejournal.com]

wretches! that's always awful when that happens!

over the past 4 months, I've been trying to reintegrate back into CT, and part of it's going well, and part of me likes that it's going well and part of me is like ok we have to run RIGHT NOW. hit the trail. NYC here we come. eek!

but you know, ze old cliches such as "home is where the heart is", well, *shrug* home is where you live. where , when you're settling in for the night, you put your hat, your boots, your coat, your computer, your books, your heartstrings. pften, distance comes with separation, and that is ok.

in the meantime, find the home still there. not the town. the things there you love - the people, the animals, GLORY!!!, the land maybe, spots and buildings and books and crannies... things may change and what you want may change, but visiting the old loves for while you're there is allright, too. you give them the time you have, and then you move forward.

[timeripple.livejournal.com]

Glory. Yes, well, that's a bit of a situation. At the moment I am deeply disgusted with myself. My mum says this morning, "You know, I was just looking online, and you can change your reservation for only $20, if you want, since your class doesn't start until the second week..." There's no good way to tell them what I was thinking at that precise moment, which was, if I could jump on a plane outta here tonight, I'd do it. *rolls eyes* Clearly I had better busy myself with this and that. But I can't help thinking:

"I love your majesty/ According to my bond; nor more nor less."

Ah, Shakespeare.

[kayselkiemoon.livejournal.com]

it is very tough. can be/has been/will be. is. take heart, kiddo, the days will pass.

Shakespeare, mmmm. ^_^

hey, which class are ya taking for wintersession? *ears perked*

I'm sitting here watching The Philadelphia Story - my parents and brother are all out on errands, and I just don't have the energy to do more than lie here, catch up a bit online, and comfort-movie. :) but