the grass is always greener...
i've finally gotten my room set up, all but hanging of artworks and things. the last thing is to tackle my artspace which is significantly smaller than the last. how do i fit it all in?
there's so many good things right now.
my roommates are fucking awesome! how was i so lucky to find such a great house with great people over craigslist? we were all strangers to begin with and somehow it all worked out.
school starts in a week and a half and i am jittery with excitement... taking lots of art classes and finally got into my cluster (which is basically a minor)- i've chosen african studies. figured i've studied women studies extensively in school and on my own... maybe i should try something new. and with my plans to go to africa maybe i should learn a little more about the land and it's past.
basically, everything is good except one thing.
i miss my love, casey. he's walking from the oregon coast to the tip of south america and he embarked on the journey just a few days ago. he estimates it will be a two year venture...
i've been preparing myself for some time but nothing really prepares you for the moment reality sets in.
we'll email and talk occasionally, but i miss his presence. we lived together the last few months before we went to fiji and oz, and now i'm left feeling like i've had an amputation.
blah, my heart feels sick.
but i know it will heal over time, and this isn't like a breakup. my confidence is still here. we still love eachother voraciously and most importantly his friendship means more to me than anything.
so yeah, that's what's going on with me.
the end.
there's so many good things right now.
my roommates are fucking awesome! how was i so lucky to find such a great house with great people over craigslist? we were all strangers to begin with and somehow it all worked out.
school starts in a week and a half and i am jittery with excitement... taking lots of art classes and finally got into my cluster (which is basically a minor)- i've chosen african studies. figured i've studied women studies extensively in school and on my own... maybe i should try something new. and with my plans to go to africa maybe i should learn a little more about the land and it's past.
basically, everything is good except one thing.
i miss my love, casey. he's walking from the oregon coast to the tip of south america and he embarked on the journey just a few days ago. he estimates it will be a two year venture...
i've been preparing myself for some time but nothing really prepares you for the moment reality sets in.
we'll email and talk occasionally, but i miss his presence. we lived together the last few months before we went to fiji and oz, and now i'm left feeling like i've had an amputation.
blah, my heart feels sick.
but i know it will heal over time, and this isn't like a breakup. my confidence is still here. we still love eachother voraciously and most importantly his friendship means more to me than anything.
so yeah, that's what's going on with me.
the end.