from somewhere else

It's strange to be writing from this perspective.

No, perspective isn't the right word..I am not looking at anything any differently, but just surrounded by differentness; which really always makes you view your natural, every-day world differently..so maybe I'll stick with perspective.

I didn't realize how much I missed it here..The palm trees and waves and sunshine..but mostly the family togetherness. I forgot what it felt like to be constantly involved in other people's business. You would not believe how much I know..that I so shouldn't know, or perhaps I should have already known had I stayed in touch. My mind is thinking in circles this evening, forgive me. The point is...I miss family; I miss being known.

I just finished Matt's book (something about Ender Wiggin). And I'm appalled..this is my first book to read start to finish within a couple of days...in months. Not a good sign for an English major...an English major who has 4 classes left before earning a degree..and an English major who knows absolutely nothing about English. 4 classes simply cannot be right.

I'm going to get my Masters simply to feel like I know something.