Been round this road so many times, feel like its skin is part of mine

My friend Ashley took this picture. I love it.



My old friend Lydia took this picture of her mom. The way I imagine her mom reminds me of Nate's mom.

My mom just got home and I've been sort of lonely, having nothing to do, all day, but I still sort of wish she didn't. I wish Nate would call me, excitedly and soberly, and we would meet at the top of the rockery and we would suddenly and happily know what to do with our lives. I want to work/intern at some sort of rehab place maybe (eating disorders?), but you need a college degree to do anything.


Nate at a pep rally in 10th grade

Nate hasn't called, so I'm going to go see what epiphanies I can have at the rockery by myself.