warmth.

when i travel i drink sprite.
i don't know why, but airplane sprite is better.
more refreshing.
and when im sitting there, and the drink cart rolls by, the only thing i ever really want is Sprite.

it feels GREAT to be home.
it's amazing really, how it actually FEELS different.

the days fly so quickly here.
i dont know if its because everything is,
almost,
new feeling...
or if its because im constantly doing something,
or going somewhere.

im not sure what it is.

but the days seem shorter,
and i find my self having less and less time to get the things i need or want to get done actually done.

and its never quite the same as i imagine it will be in my head.
but nevertheless its still pretty glorious.