I've just had a huge realization. This seems to be happening a lot as of late. Last semester & like the first week of this semester, I used to go home A LOT. I literally live like an hour and a half away. My house isn't anything spectacular, its just home. It's actually rather boring since my parents are like prison guards. Anyway, I used to always want to go home...idk why homesick mostly I guess. But I think I've gotten over that stage. I don't constantly feel like I want to go home. It's weird.
I'm going home this weekend but, I really don't want to. The real reason that I even want to go home is to see/play with a new puppy my sister got & wash all of my clothes. I guess seeing everyone will be nice too but, honestly I'd rather stay in Tempe. Considering how dependent I was on going home, it's just strange that I'm not anymore. I don't know how to really explain it. I guess, it finally feels like I'm okay living without my parents around. I mean the thing that's great about home is I just to know that my dad, mom, skyler, angel & spongie are there, it's comforting.
Now, the thing that's really comforting here is just being in Tempe. I like it, a lot.
I feel like I really didn't get my thoughts out right but, it's something along these lines....
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