Vacation, Part 1

I had a surprisingly hard time saying good-bye to my favorite three-year-olds this morning. They're just so darn cute, and it feels good knowing those kids are stoked to see you every Friday morning. I'm going to miss them while away on my journey.

Last items packed, I looked around the room, made the bed, and realized that I'm not going to be sleeping in my cozy twin for quite some time. I felt a little sad leaving such comfort and familiarity.

So now I'm sitting in someone else's bed thinking about all the cool places I'm going to visit and all the incredible adventures I'm going to experience in the next month. Strangely, it's hard for me to imagine what it will be like when I return back to the place I started. It's as if the last year has just been a fun little thing I decided to do for a while, and now I'm going back to my parents' home, never to return to my home.

But I have my own home, and in a month I get to come back to it!!! My friends will be here. My favorite restaurants will be here. My job will be here, complete with adorable little three-year-olds. My cozy twin will greet me with warm, delicious blankets for snuggling. My plush hippo friends will welcome me home with their stitched smiles and tubby hippo noses.

Enough rambling. Excitement commences! Time for bed...