Change

Leaving. Heartache, closing doors. Arriving. Dread. New beginnings. All my emotions tangled like a ball of yarn attacked by a sadistic kitten. Exhaustion. The need to cry, while utterly dry-eyed. Missing someone I've never met. Wishing. Hoping. Praying.

Yearning.

Home Sweet Dorm

Woot. I am back home. (FYI, I'm now referring to my dorm as home, and my parents' house as Kingwood). I have seen exactly six people on campus - most other people have to wait until Sunday to get back in. :D There is little food in the pantry, and it's rush-hour traffic right now, which means I'm waiting until tomorrow to grocery shop. That'll be fun.

Alas, I must go get the rest of the stuff out of my car...I've been stalling in the warmth. It's 43 degrees out, thank goodness. I was afraid we'd have more of that nasty, humid 80-degree weather. It's January, for goodness sake. Let it be cold!

Quickly!

I'm headed home for today, and will be back tomorrow. Due to a midterm, I have written exactly two sentences on the project. I think I'm going to name it Moonlight for right now - like the Moonlight Sonata. As I may have mentioned before, I suck at titles.

So anyhoo, despite my not being able to write squat this week, I've formulated a lot of the plot in my mind. I guess I could call it mental outlining. Soon enough (today?) I'll get an actual slug-line outline on paper. It's funny. I write so much better on a computer, but if I'm writing out character names or an outline, I have to use pen and paper. I guess that means I'm not a total slave to technology.

See y'all around!