i'm so incredibly jealous right now. i've just read over 2 of my friends blogs about their summers. they describe having an incredible summer, learning so much, experiencing so much. one of them was in DC , and was describing her experiences, and i just had this instant upsetness at how much i miss that city, and how much i enjoyed my summer there. what a city. i guess i should be glad that they get to experience that city, and have a great time, but man - i'm jealous of an "experience".


but i guess i shouldn't be, because although i might be bored sometimes in my day to day grind of a job, i know that i am building for the future, working and going through some frustrating time at work, and eventually i'll be able to experience things greater than a summer fling with a city.

i'm so lucky, i realize this. i'm very lucky. more lucky than i feel like i deserve.


ahh and its so frustrating to conflict with myself, about enjoying where i am, and appreciating where i am, witih wanting to be out, and doing things, and challenging, and experiencing, and ahhh man.





what a great time i've had over the past few years, and maybe i haven't completely moved on. but only in memory. i'm not planning on thinking about college often, but when i do, i miss the experiences, some experiences, a great deal.





but i'm in a good place.






right? right. right? right. right?