Sitting at a desk at home, newly connect internet.
Just got in from smoking the hookah and chatting on the porch with Libby and Jeremy.
Trip hop playing.
Kitten sleeping next to me.
Most of my homework for the upcoming week done; one final task, and some polishing yet to do.
Doors and windows open, breezes.
Glass of wine in hand.
I feel alive.
This is what being a student is about for me: learning, in my environment, the things I’m passionate about.
I’ve spent the past few days doing homework, in and out of the company of people that appreciate me, give me space when I need it, but can also have a good laugh. Especially you. (Cheese?)
Who knows, if I get this reading done I may even post about the rest of my Seattle trip.