More thoughts

I could have gone all my life without experiencing my-first-cold-away-from-home-and-mommy and been perfectly happy.
I had a sneezing fit in the cafeteria today that left me dizzy I had my eyes closed and my nose tingling for so long.

My mother, in her intuitive mother-ness, sent me some of Jamie's honey stix. Which I have been using in my tea

If you don't know Jamie, check her out. I was so blessed to be able to write the article about her when she moved to Salida a couple years ago. http://www.beeyondthehive.com/

Anyways. Tea and studying tends to end up like this, if you're as clumsy as me at least.

The book is still readable. My cold knows I would rather be sleeping than studying adjectival phrases, it supports me in that endeavor (the sleeping I mean).

On a happier note, though, I got to go home for Labor Day weekend! (I have a new appreciation for holiday weekends being in college)

Home. Home. Home.

Where the flowers bloom and the sprinklers are on.

Where you can see the clouds because there isn't any city smog.

Where even the power lines end up being pretty.

Colorado. yummy.

I was talking to a friend of mine who happens to be a senior at Salida High School this year about what it's like to think about leaving Salida. I always feel like I can relate to Jack Johnson when he says that 'it's gonna sting me to leave this town.'

Maybe, though, it's really a matter of being able to fall in love with two places simultaneously. Because I do love Westminster.

Where our floor meetings are scheduled at random times because our R.A. thinks we'll remember them better... ice cream social at 7:23, handbook meeting at 6:42... and where I get to read and read and read. When books go on sale in the bookstore, they are marked down to a dollar, for a hardback even! Tell me that's not magical.

So, I have decided that it's okay to love two places at once, or three or four or twenty million. Or, heck, even the world.