~~~homesick~~~

today was not good. I woke up and looked out my window, I wanted more than anything to see Mt. Timpanogos out my window. yeah, i wish. In my dream I was home, up in A.F. Canyon, in the summer, and everything was green and golden brown, and is was roasting hot. I had my feet in an icy stream and I was lying on soft green grass listening to birds sing. Then my alarm clock went off (my alarm sounds like my gym teachers whistle, its a fear technique). I woke up to see a load of stinking snow, in Bel Air, Maryland. I want to go home so bad, but it's not looking good. I can't seem to hold a civil conversation with my parents. I can't close my eyes without seeing my home. Seeing where I should be. I feel like I've changed so much since moving here even moving back wouldn't fix it completely. Because now part of me belongs here too. I think that makes officially homeless.