Sleeping Bag…in the garage?
Food…tbd.
Clothes…need to be packed. 
Van…check.
Best friend…checkcheckcheck.
Twin/Bestfriend…TOMORROW. 

Roadtrip to Bellingham. SarahFaulkner and AnnaRobisonMathes. Adventure.

I don’t miss Florence…i barely remember Florence. I’m sure missing it will come…i haven’t looked through my pictures yet.  I do keep thinking in Italian and saying random phrases that no one understands.  I miss the Villains. I am also violently ill and don’t feel like i could ever be healthy again. It is keeping my from fully enjoying the in n out and starbucks i have had recently. I haven’t been able to finish anything i’ve tried to eat or drink and all i want is a panera breadbowl with broccoli cheddar soup. 

I feel like a bum, bugging people with finals to play with me.  But it is so lovely to be reunited with my friends who love me.  Reunions with others take place so soon that i want to go running very very far into a forest and never come out.

They lost my baggage. They found it, and it is at my friend’s house, and i will be picking it up in about a half an hour. This means a glorious reunion with my cellular device, which is dead due to lack of charger, which is in my luggage. That will be most glorious. I will be able to talk to my friends again! Hoooooray!

I feel sick and stressed and scared and jetlagged and grumpy. But so happy to be home.