Cherry blossom girl
I woke up this morning and it smelled like camp. I never realized how much I love camp until I didn't go this year. It doesn't really matter which camp it is, it's just the atmosphere I miss. Waking up to ugly morning light through your tent walls at 6 in the morning, Ben making the best blueberry pancakes I've ever had, stopping for lunch, which turns into an hour of playing water Frisbee, canoeing in the rain for hours following a heron, running down Mt. Madison thinking '70 degrees and warm,' Meg falling out of the canoe, Leila yelling "Chicken!" in her sleep, fires when nobody wanted to go to bed, including our counselors, playing endless name games in the canoes, singing stupid camp songs in the rain. I miss it all. Habitat was fun, but it's not the same.
School starts soon. It's two weeks from tomorrow, I think, but it seems sooner. I'm excited for my brother, he's finally going to high school. He's such a cool kid. I love my brother.
I don't want to go back. I kind of want to stay here in Maine, with a slow computer, a TV that gets four channels on a good day, and a phone that never rings. If I could drive, I might want to live here for a while. It's so quiet, there's space to think. I get more done in a week here than in a year at home. It's kind of sad, actually.
What's more sad is that I don't miss people. I feel like I'm supposed to, but I don't. There are moments of missing people, but not often enough.
School starts soon. It's two weeks from tomorrow, I think, but it seems sooner. I'm excited for my brother, he's finally going to high school. He's such a cool kid. I love my brother.
I don't want to go back. I kind of want to stay here in Maine, with a slow computer, a TV that gets four channels on a good day, and a phone that never rings. If I could drive, I might want to live here for a while. It's so quiet, there's space to think. I get more done in a week here than in a year at home. It's kind of sad, actually.
What's more sad is that I don't miss people. I feel like I'm supposed to, but I don't. There are moments of missing people, but not often enough.