I am home, if this place can be called home.
I am in my room, if this room can be called mine.
Jonathan is here.
We had a wonderful time this evening simply talking, laughing, and playing water-guns in the dark.
And so my summer has begun.
Tomorrow I plan on getting a haircut and visiting my old high school. I will more than likely begin work on Monday.
Mom and I had a wonderful time on the way back home. I told her about college. She actually listened.
Perhaps this place is my home.
Perhaps it always has been.
Perhaps it always will be.
My Freshman year is over.
My collection has doubled.
I am smiling.
