I MISS SHAWNEE. AND, I AM NOT LYING.

I am finally home, which will, without doubt, drive me up the wall.

Reasoning: I could not ask for much more than what this last week held, and I can't fathom the possibility that it won't happen again for some time. There is, however, the smallest bit of doubt in my mind that the whole thing was merely whimsical, lackluster fantasy; the kind my heart is built on. But I truly was there, earnestly spent my time, and gradually allow myself to fall back into the mudane feeling that is being alone.

I would curse if I felt as though my fingers could type with any sort of productivity. Lazy, lazy fingers have I.

I'll put pictures of the kitten up soon. He's insane. INSANE.