It is nights like this when I wish I could just walk over to my mom's house for some dinner and television
could hop in the car to my dad's house to watch the lakers (go lakers!) kick some boston ass
could walk on 2nd street with brother and miss chocolate for a cup of tea and a crepe to share.
but instead I will go to my hot home.
i will lie on my bed and stare out my window, toward the west. toward the people and city that I love. I will think to myself, 'someday soon, someday soon.'
wow. I am super emo tonight.
p.s. my mom sent me my favorite summer smell. now, at least, my hot home smells like my home home even though they are 378 miles apart.