I'm freshly showered. I'm looking around this bedroom where I have slept sporadically over the past almost-decade and realizing how much of my life is not here. I have ziploc bags to pack, clove cigarettes to tuck away, boxes and DVDs to arrange in the big suitcase to go back home. I've had a phone call almost every night I've been here, various ( Read more... )

I'm irritated with myself, and so glad he doesn't read LJ. I am horribly homesick for the first time in about a decade. I used to get antsy about getting back to the valley when I would be down here for a month at a time. I flew in on Thursday and by Friday afternoon, I felt like I didn't belong. I didn't want to be here. Truth be told, I ( Read more... )

I haven't been here for a day and already, I'm longing for Baltimore. It's sad that I can no longer just relax while here; it's been over a year since I've seen my parents. So much has happened in that year, between buying a new car, the fallout with Shink, the situation with Hustla/Yeppo/Sausage, and now this romance with Fidget. Momma picked ( Read more... )