in coffee city, we borrowed hea-ven...

so you know when you have a fight with mom about the location of a gas station maybe it's time to head on out. that's not really true though...i mean, it is, but it's not like i'm dying to get out of here. really kind of the opposite; i guess i wish i'd had more time at home because i love my home, and it's pretty nice to kind of be a recluse for a couple weeks, although it's probably not very good for me to do that too long because i feel like i start to rot from lack of productivity after a while. but it is nice, oh so nice, to just be on my own schedule. although that, of course, is never as easy at home as you anticipate. alright. off to eat some food and spend my last two days.....uhhh....rotting...i mean....reading, right. love to all.