Classes begin tomorrow. Oh joy.
I have mixed feelings about being back. There are plusses and minuses about everything in life. Good stuff right now: the view from my room (my window looks out into treetops right now, but come winter, when the leaves are gone, I'll have a view of the river), the eye candy (saw the most adorable blonde last night in a bar, I'll probably hit on him next time I see him), and friends (getting breakfast with one tomorrow before we go to a class that we're both in, automatic study buddy). Bad stuff: the time change, still haven't completely unpacked, the fucking humidity (don't get me wrong, I love summer storms and all, but it sucks when you don't even have a fan and the air is so thick that sleeping is out of the question), and being back in the middle of nowhere.
At least I haven't been eaten alive by mosquitos yet, but I've only been in town for 24 hours.
I feel like I'm hurtling towards something significant. A crazy turn in my future, a date with destiny. "Something's Coming" from West Side Story is the best way to describe how I've been feeling. The future is filled with promise.
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