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I am listening to the playlist I made 5 weeks before I left for Arizona, when I felt so afraid and hopeful and vulnerable. I like it here, but I miss home so much. It never rains here, the sun makes me depressed. I miss Thomas. I have been here for over two months and I think about getting back together with him almost every day. I made out with some random guy last night but I could give that up for him, even if we're going to different schools and blah blah blah. I think I will bring it up but he will probably say no. Thomas aside, though, I would give anything to go home right now or for Thanksgiving. I miss home so much I want to cry and cry and cry.