whirly whirl.

For someone who graduated with a degree in Creative Writing, I sure am terrible at writing. It's a sweet burden. I should probably write something right now. Oh...but there is cable television, and Facebook, and envying other peoples lives (that probably aren't that great, they just look so happy on the Internet). This past weekend I went to Seattle. Everyone keeps asking, "why?". I don't know, I felt like I needed to go somewhere. Plus, my dear friend Darrah packed up everything she could fit in a suitcase and made the journey a year and a half ago. She's doing well. New friends, new job, new city. She can do it for a year and a half. I can do it for five days. Everything was go-go-go. Go see the sights, go eat the food, go drink the beer. Whirly whirl. And I think I could have stayed there for a little while longer.

My favorite part was seeing the University of Washington. The cherry blossoms were in bloom and I could see myself studying on the lawn.

Now I'm back in Tallahassee, where the sun is warmer and the rain is heavier. I applied to Florida State for a Masters in Media and Communications. I'm still the Communications Coordinator at the District. My supervisor is still on maternity leave. My schedule is starting to get back in sync and all I want to do is be release from it.

8:30 to 5:00pm. Dinner. TV. Sleep.