|Very "bay area" sort of graffiti|
Missing — Oregon. This is nothing new; my homesickness has been growing significantly over the last few years, but during an Oregon summer, its even worse. I miss my mom, I miss my friends, I miss the amazing state I left nearly 15 years ago. Do you pine (har, tree pun, get it?) for your home state? How do you deal with it when you only get to go home once per year? It feels like its eating away at me slowly, a wound that won't heal and only gets larger over time. Its like I'm 16 again, newly moved to Los Angeles, dreaming of home; only now, I'm 30 and its much more real. I remember being a child, having such a wonderful childhood there. I know "you can't go home again," but you can if you have a realistic expectation about how much things have changed. What I can't deny at all is this: Oregon is where my heart is, and somehow, sometime during my life, I need to live there again.
Dreaming —Of Lilith Fair, apparently. On Tuesday night I had a long, involved dream about going to what turned out to be a Lilith Fair reunion festival with my friend Amanda. It was totally weird, as most dreams are, and I won't bore you with the details, but it was equal parts fun & bizarre. I never got to go to Lilith Fair back in the 90s (when I would have been a much better candidate for it, believe me!) but even though I don't relate as much to the feminist-lesbian-hippie-chick movement as I did back then, I would totally go now. Just for the record.
Loving — How great it feels to take a long, hot shower at night. I was able to take one last night (instead of going on a run, ahem), and with new (much-needed) shampoo to boot, and it was wonderful. Taking a shower in the morning is cruel in a lot of ways; like throwing a sleeping rodent into a bucket of water! You know what I mean? Taking a shower at night feels like a luxury. I really enjoyed that.
Laughing —At the newest episode of Futurama. Scott & I fell in love while watching Futurama, have I mentioned that here before? Well, its true. And we were so thrilled when we learned it was coming back to TV a few years ago. We think its as good as it ever was, and often better.
This isn't from last night's episode, but it does feature the same character,
Wishing —That all of our financial problems could melt away. That I could be magically not tired. That I could commit to becoming a full-time photographer and not feel like its too much work and too much risk. That we could move to a larger house with a yard where we could have a garden and a dog and maybe even more than that. That we were in Oregon, or at least near any kind of family. That my hair were naturally red. That time would slow down. If wishes were horses, I'd have a stable full of them, you feel me? But I don't get too caught up in that stuff. I try not to, anyway. That's a lot of horse dung.
I'm linking up this week (see below!), and hopefully in future weeks. I love this idea of weekly prompts. ★