Danielle’s really nice, but she reminds me too much of Lindsay Leblanc and it really weirds me out. The house we’re staying at is cute, but not super clean and the roof leaks when it rains. But I guess I shouldn’t complain since she is letting us crash here for a whole week, which is super nice of her. One of her roommates has a cat that looks exactly like Garfield…it’s HUGE and orange. I got to talk to Bill when I rolled out of bed this afternoon. I feel like it’s mildly retarded that I miss him even though I got to see him on Thursday night.
Since I’ve been here I’ve been thinking a lot about my new concentration for Portfolio, which is “What is home? Will any place ever really feel like home?”. I guess being in a new place is helping me think about where my home really is since I’ve completely lost a sense of where I belong. I used to feel totally at home when I basically lived in Byfield/Newburyport this summer since I spent more time there than I did in Franklin. But now that things are different I guess I’ve been coming to find out that for me home is not necessarily a place, it’s more the people that I feel the most comfortable with. My family, Molly, Tricia and Kristine are home for me. When I’m with them I’m at my most comfortable and can totally be who I am and do whatever I want. I just hope one day I can find a place where I feel just as comfortable.
Heather and I being sad that we were stuck in an airport and only slept for 3 hours the night before.
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