Four Seasons

This is my last summer at home. Next summer is either summer school or internship. Ditto for the summer after that. I'm only slightly sad thinking about it, mostly because I'm here right now and for the most part people have this odd tendency to never be where they want to be.

I love my room. My room is me. But my house is not home. I think you understand.

August 20th I move back to school. It's been nearly a year since I first started this thing. Crazy to think how far I've come. I'm ready for the next bit of learning and growing. Summer is slow. I've discovered it's only a nice thing for people with money to spend or kids still in grade school. I've said that before so it's no real discovery.

Anyway, I'm yearning for Fall. Such a bold season. The smell of the leaves always gets me. The chill in the air biting at your cheeks. I love it.

I think my middle name should have been something like Restless.

Summer Jams

Went to Chicago a couple weeks ago and saw She & Him at Millennium Park. It was really great. My friend is completely obsessed with Zooey & M.Ward so we had to get really close so she could get herself some pictures, ha ha. Turned out being amazing being smashed right against the front of the stage. It's not really the kind of music you crowd surf to, but these kids sure did!

I honestly didn't know that much about the band before I found out about the concert. I did know that I liked M.Ward and I definitely liked Zooey. So I started listening to their music and I fell in love. Mainly because it actually reminds me of Patsy Cline, a childhood obsession. Sometimes I guess I try to be dyslexic because for months I called her "Pasty Cline". Then my mother kindly corrected me after a few laughs.

Anyway, the similarity kills me! And I love it.

Oh yea, and we decided to be cliche and visit the Sears Tower. :]
Which is something like the Willis Tower now, but whatevs I call it what I want!

I love Chicago. Sometimes I like to think I'll actually live there for awhile eventually.

Kudos to my amigo for the pictures.

Flurry of Sheets

I like the way you make me feel.
That's kind of a corny line.
But sitting naked in your bed,
Listening to the chimes of birds,
And the distant storms...

And then you reach up to my waist
And pull me down into a flurry of sheets.
Laughing as the morning creeps in.
And we let the sun come up,
and make something like pancakes and love-
How could I not say I like the way you make me feel?