Outsider.

I spent Monday night at home because I had tuesday off from school. My mom is sick and has about a week or two off of work, so I spent Tuesday with her, and doing homework, stopped by my old high school, and hung out with one of my best friends (we watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall because I'm obsessed with Russell Brand and luckily it was good!).

Anyways. Monday night, I felt foreign. I had to pack to go home...and when I slept in my bed I felt like I was staying in a guest room. It was so quiet, I could hear crickets. I'm used to the sound of cars, horns, and people at all hours now. But at home I was surprised if I heard my dog's collar jingle in the backyard while I lay in bed.

It was just strange, to put it simply. Nothing will ever be the way it was.

But that's fine, seeing as I have such big plans.