it’s so nice to be home
even if it only is for a short period of time.
so peaceful, so relaxing, so comfortable
& by home i mean “santa clarita” the place that everyone hates and can’t wait to get out of… moving out isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be. and maybe just sometimes,
the grass really is greener on the other side.
there’s no better explanation for it.
it’s just that sometimes the heart wants what the heart wants.
as much as i love sleep, and i do love my sleep. i sometimes wish it wasn’t so necessary. lately, i’ve had such a desire to do more than i normally do. to live more, see more things, get involved with more people. i’m forced to work to support myself and school starts back before i even know it, but if we didn’t require sleep, i’d have so much more time to do all of the things i long to do. boo hoo hoo
I know I probably sound like a huge contradiction sometimes, but I sort of miss being with someone. I miss knowing the small details about someone, the intimacy that, that brings. I like knowing that I have someone to run to, when things get rough and I don’t know how to bare it alone. I’d like to have someone who makes me laugh and whispers on the phone, like we’re kids. I miss the happiness that they can bring with them, just by being there. I know a relationship doesn’t validate my existence, but it does help me understand maybe a teeny bit of it. It reminds me that small things do make a difference in someone’s day, or life. I dunno, maybe that’s just me.
