Today's blog will be short and perhaps a little bit annoying. I am finding it hard to think of something to talk about. This is partially because the television is on, and I am TERRIBLE at doing anything when something is playing. But it is also because I feel stuck.
As you know, I am in Florida at the moment (here is a video I posted yesterday with some of my beach shenanigans). But really, all I want is to be home. In a mere 12 days, I'll be moving to Iowa for the beginning of the school year. I've never lived anywhere besides the house we currently occupy and call home. And I am going to miss it. I'm going to miss my family, and my cat. I'm going to miss my bed, and my privacy.
What I really want right now is to be home, while it is still my home. At the moment I feel like I am in limbo, and I need some sort of stability right before I make a huge leap into the next huge part of my life. The beach is not stable. There are too many waves, I can't stand up in them. Plus, there was totally a dead bird among the seaweed while I was swimming today, and I just don't want to deal with that level of emotional trauma.