Home sweet college town home.. it's so blissful to be back. Gaggles of faces I haven't seen in one, two, five years, familiar sights [road construction areas that have been in the works years before I ever arrived] and smells [the aromas of blueberry muffins and cinnamon rolls wafting out from the Little Debbie factory weaving their way through the ever-detestable yet endearing humidity], and the fantastic thunder and lightning rainstorms have thus far overwhelmed me with complete and exhaustive euphoria.
The plan was to leave early Tuesday morning with my BFF Jill a.k.a. David on our epic cross-country drive we've been planning for years, but a series of events led that date to change to Wednesday morning and then even further to Thursday, maybe Friday.. maybe never? Secretly I'm ecstatic about having more time here, relieved about getting to postpone those impossible goodbyes once again, but dreading the day when I must stumble back into reality after we arrive in L.A.
I have not laughed so much, so hard in a long time.. maybe since the last time I was here. The feeling of being surrounded by friends who will be my friends forever is a comfort I can't take for granted. Sure, I have friends in L.A., but only one or two I can be this happy with. And one or two cannot compare with 10, 20. I don't mean to sound like an ingrate.. I just miss.. what? What is it that I miss, exactly? I can't place it, but I miss it a lot.