i'm not going to lie. i'm uncomfortable--in a fidgety sort of check-off-the-have-to's of this summer
so i can return home to the west (though the north east is really truly lovely) sort of way.
this entire weekend i've been dreaming of mountains and deserts out west, where i'm
comfortable in my skin, and in the contrasts of such beautiful landscapes. i've been dreaming
of autumn, of sweaters, warm tea, boots, and crisp cool air. i'm really homesick for autumn.
but most of all, i'm homesick for ceej. you know how it goes: i'm home whenever he's with me.
i should be researching a paper at this very moment, but instead i'm taking a break to
go through photos of our life out west: our day-to-day time in the mountains as well as our
weekend roadtrips and camping adventures. my paper will get finished on time one way or
another so i'm not too anxious about my little break.
good news: ceej will be here in five days for a long weekend getaway...and boy do i need to get
away from this diurnal cycle of reading, writing, researching, discussing, repeat.
more good news: fall is only two months away.
and last of the good news: i think i might be going canoeing this afternoon!