Dust in the Wind

I'm a drifter, a nomad. Pretty much people these days only have two ways in which they can get a hold of me, the fastest being my cell phone, the other being that they can sit somewhere around the apartment complex and I'll show up eventually.

This is something that I've pondered on quite a bit. What is it that gives me cabin fever? Why do I continually get bored in my own home?

So Cold, it's Been Raining For Days

Due to the fact that I'm not actually taking classes this semester, Spring Break doesn't mean a whole lot to me directly. Work keeps going even though all the students are gone. However, to most of my friends it seems to mean that they are supposed to ditch me. I get home from work excited to play and then reality hits me-nobody's here.

I suppose that the student population will be growing again soon, I'm so excited for school to start back up. (I imagine that's the only time I'll ever say that for the next few years.)