Fly away on my zephyr

It's amazing how much you don't remember you're missing until you go back. I took a trip to good ol' FU this weekend for the first time since I left this summer. I got to visit some old friends and some old places that aren't really old at all...but just less-thought-of.

It was a little weird to be back on campus; mostly just weird because of how comfortable it felt when I thought it might not and how many memories I left there that kept popping up. I visited my favorite tree and took pictures of a fortune lost in the grass...you will be blessed with longevity...took a walk at 2 a.m. to the observation deck, hung out with old roommates/dear friends. Realized how different I am now (am I?). Not so carefree or hopeful or unsuspecting. And I've been gone less than a year. Does it really fade that fast?

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Then I dropped by the farm in C-lover to visit the family and meet my sister's new boyfriend, Rick, along with her other two bestest friends. Erin's boy is very nice and well mannered and seems to be a genuinely good person. Terrific job, sis! Her friends weren't bad, either...haha. I can tell they all have lots of fun together, which is tres important.

My trip was great, but way too short. I got everything done that I planned but I wish I could've spent much more time with everyone I visited. Now that I'm back, it feels like I only had really long phone conversations with a lot of people, instead of actually seeing them in person.

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Strangely enough (and not to devalue the other ways I spent my time this weekend), I'm going to propose that some of my best moments in a while were spent in my car on I-95 to I-85 and back. I had time for relaxing, singing, listening, thinking. I thought happy thoughts and I thought sad thoughts, weird and funny thoughts. But it was nice to be thinking my thoughts at all times instead of ERG thoughts, or city thoughts, or worried other-people thoughts. And the best thought I thunk was that my car could take me wherever I wanted to go, whenever I wanted to go there, swiftly and without delay.

Or perhaps I was envisioning my spaceship…because until I can crack that space-time continuum mystery…there will be inevitable delays in all great plans of action.