Happy Home
Wednesday, Jun. 05, 2002 13:25

Home Home Home...and it's much better than I thought it would be. I forgot about some of the comforts that come with being home. I had the most amazing shower this morning. Oh my gosh. I never wanted to get out. I think I must have completely underestimated the shower here before. It is the perfect spray. It's hard enough to be theraputic, and allow for quick hair-washing, but the way that the water is spread out makes it completely wonderful and goooood. It feels amazing, especially on my head. Simply amazing.

I'm in an amazing mood...simply amazing.

I got home yesterday around 5 or 6. I was NOT in a good mood. I hadn't slept very long the night before due to a wrap-up of camp camp and various anxiety problems I was having for whatever reason. I was very much on edge. My parents were annoying me, my neck hurt from sleeping in the car, I wasn't happy about being home in the first place. Then began the process of unpacking. I was totally flipping out at first. I couldn't handle it. My mom was like "What's wrong" and I just spewed some incoherent overemotinal bitchiness about how I didn't know what to do. She tried to be sympathetic, agreeing that unpacking was really overwhelming. Uff. So, I continued on for the next FOUR hours and finally got it all done. And as I continued, the better it got (my mood, I mean). Eventually I had myself a bowl of Life and fell asleep. I slept for 11 hours! I needed that.

Waking up to my room with my computer, speakers, stereo, phone and all my stuff here along with my very own bedding and the sheer privacy of it all was enough to energize me.

And now talking to Lala, listening to Third Eye Blind and feeling Linda sooo close again is energizing me.

I'm going to see Alanis today too!

The air smells so good, my window is open, I can see the grass and the trees and the flowers that Linda gave me. They're outside because I'm allergic to them. I tried to keep them in here as long as I could, but I was going to go nuts, I was so itchy, so I had to put them out there. But it's okay because I can still see them...

I'm smiling so wide as I write this!

I didn't want to include this in the events of yesterday because it was too amazing to be even placed among the wretchedness of my mood. BUT, Linda gave me flowers, 10th grade style. She found me some beautiful (and beautifully scented) lilacs (probably across the street where we used to pick them in elementary school) like she used to back when she had gym. They were wrapped in tinfoil to keep the wet paper towel in, to preserve them all day, to wait for my return. They were tied with a ribbon, attached to a piece of paper. The paper contained a little note, an explanation, a wish, and then a poem. What could be better than having poetry written for you? To have yourself immortalized on paper through the delicate emotions of the creator. It was truly beautiful and amazing, and hopefully a really good sign of what's to come. I'd share it with you, but I want to be selfish for a while and keep it all to myself ;-)

I heart Third Eye Blind!!

It's good to be home, where I am completely free to do so very much. It's so comfy and good, even if my parents are a little annoying from time to time. I'm trying to keep thinking about work because that way I can get used to the idea that I actually have to do it. I have to work. There's no way around it, and I can't let it make me miserable because then where would I be?

Weell, I think that's all there is to this cool and breezy day.