Two Times, Two Weeks, Two Different People; Welcome Back Home MurdocJax
My transition back home; we’ll call it bumpy. It’s so weird to me how everything can be the same yet so different. Friends: Same Their schedules: Different Traffic intersection change from four-way stop to roundabout: Different Vast amounts of people who STILL don’t know how to properly use it: Same (also quintessentially a perfect example of "this town") Attempting to meet new people: Different Listening to them endlessly talk about themselves and then leave: Same Having spa
Do You Think My Ice Cream Misses Me As Much As I Miss It?
I adore ice cream. It’s obviously not something I eat often but I sincerely enjoy when I do eat it. I have a habit of buying vegan ice cream and leaving it in my friend’s freezers as a treat while hanging out. Never keeping it in my own freezer prevents me from eating the whole pint in one sitting (don’t judge; you’ve done it too). Ice cream, for me, is something infrequent and special. I look forward to as much as I look forward to spending time with friends I love. Seriousl