One Week

Ok so seven days and counting. Yikes. I cracked open my hindi "teach yourself" book last night. oh man. it is kind of fun because its like a secret code you have to crack before you can translate it. I've almost got the alphabet down, one slow step at a time. I'm up in champaign for the week, telling myself it'll help me focus, but really I've just been hanging out with Ian, going on walks and cooking enchiladas, running "errands" which seem to accomplish very little. I've decided winter break is not geared towards productivity though, more towards hibernating, so i'm not going to be too hard on myself.

Those last few days I was home, I realized I'm officially moved out for good. Adult style. I am going to miss it. Of course i'm going to miss the people i love. But the actual place too. I know i tease a lot about going to the doctor's office in a double wide trailer "parked" in gretchen wilson park, but i love it down there. But you'd be hard pressed to find a place so unassuming, where strangers wave at eachother, or you walk into a restaurant and know at least half the people in there. My grandma's houses are in walking distance of eachother, and in the spring daffodils still grow a quarter mile from my house where my greatgrandma used to live. It's weird the things you notice when you aren't there anymore. I sometimes thought i have little in common with my friends at home, but really the things we don't have in common are all just all surface stuff that doesn't matter anyways. I know their histories, their families, their flaws, their best qualities, and i could go months without talking to them and pick up right where we left off. I am so lucky.

oh and anna, i downloaded skype, but i have no idea what i'm doing with it. hopefully I'll figure it out before i leave.

and thanks everyone for the kind/encouraging e-mails. they mean so much to me.

sarah