Waiting for my darling to come to bed. I don't miss California as much. The weather now. I have new friends. (Hi Burners! Hi Geologists!) A not so new boyfriend, and I've moved on. I just read the last blog entry.

Good night.

I have so many places I call "home." Home is where I'm going to sleep that night. Home is where I used to live, when I return there. Home is where I pay rent. I'm going home to Pasadena this week. This is home where I used to live.

I don't live there anymore. There's a lot of people who I miss a lot, who I'm excited to see. I'm sad too though, because the people I miss the most, I'll have to leave again. The people I miss the very most, I might not even see. Things change, people change, ... read more