Always Good To Be Back Home Again

Well I will say it's terribly depressing to be sitting all alone in your dorm room at 10:50 PM. Although it was kind of nice to spend my afternoon/evening watching Practical Magic and Hunchback while working on my tape project and playing Minecraft, I do find Heather to be quite the hooker for blowing me off today. I left Dallas early for nothing. I could have totally stayed an extra, oh, FOUR HOURS. Oh well, all in the past.

It was such a nice weekend, though. Definitely the kind I needed; a weekend filled with love and food and good company and fun and sleep and laughing and no worries. I love it, and if I could, I'd go back and relive it all over again. I want more weekends like that.

I'm not even that tired. Although it would be really nice to get to bed before 12:30 to ensure a decent sleep! It's odd going to bed alone, without anyone in the room or anyone next to me, no one to talk to or make familiar sounds our get up to pee. It's weird. It's also funny, because I used to like being alone so much and now it's just sort of off feeling.

I sometimes think of those things Dorothy asked me. No, I often think of them. The way she so easily asked kind of threw me off, and I couldn't give her a straight answer. I know the real answer, but she doesn't have to. I know it, and I stand by it. Will it get me into trouble? Probably. But that's mostly because I'm too idealistic and like to get carried away. Then again, the idealism helps. Enter Esdeline and Nathaniel. I have a funny way of coping with real life sometimes.

Oh well. It was fun watching Practical Magic because while watching, I got this nostalgic rush back to when I was younger and wanted to live in a big manor house with a garden and spires and the round bit on the corner of the house with windows and a seat. I wanted to run around with long hair and wear light fabric dresses and have a big library. The country witchy thing, you know? No doubt a direct result of watching so much Charmed as a kid. And when I used to be younger, walking Emma down those streets north of my street with the manorish houses was always so fun. I'd used to walk and plan my dream house.

Ahhh, day dreaming. Idealism. My foes and friends.

xx Someday Someone Will Ask You A Question And You Better Say Yes Marz