And...breathe.

So it's been 12 days since I last posted...excuse me, no.  I actually pre-write blogs and time-post them for a later date, so it's been way more than 12 days.  The funny thing is, although there is a lot going on in my life right now, I'm not really that stressed out.

The first quarter of school has come and gone.  In a few days, a new one will start and I'll be even busier.  Even during my "break" week I have barely been home.  It's weird though, I don't really feel like this is like home anymore.  But...another post, for another day.

Today is the first day in a long time that I haven't spent time with you.  I think it's no coincidence that today is also the first day in a long time that I have lots of time on my hands for a change.  We've been spending so much time together that you're more than just a habit...you are a part of my everyday.  Not that we've been conjoined at the hip, or that we even need to be, but it's funny how much I dislike not seeing you everyday.  I know it shouldn't be like this but you are my best friend.  You are who I call when I'm bored, you are who I want to talk to when I need to talk.  It's weird knowing that I can't pick up the phone and just call you, even if it's just for a few days.  I mean, I can call you, I just won't.  

I don't think I've ever wanted a Monday to come as much as I do now.  It's a little disconcerting going from having something to do, or even yet, something that needs to get done, every minute of everyday, to having some spare time.  It's kind of like pulling over on the turnpike for a little while then trying to merge back in when everyone else is going 65 (or 75, really).

Yet, I'm not complaining.  I guess keeping busy is better than standing still, especially when there are no roses to stop and smell.

random.