Cheese Therapy

Ah, my "therapeutic" trip home to Wisconsin.
Revelations so far:

-I seem to be incapable of "relaxing". I have been constantly wondering what to do next, and feel panicky that I won't fit everything in or that I'll forget something or someone.
-My anxiety is not a consequence of environment.
-100 degree heat is much more tolerable in the country.
-I am now considered "exotic" by Midwestern men/boys. To my benefit.
-I can still walk into a bar in Madison and know 50% of the people there. I can't decide if this makes me happy or anxious, since I am considering grad school there in a year.
-Leah should really move to NYC, not Seattle. Her bluntness would be so refreshing to hear everyday.
-Comfortable memories are can be an acceptable excuse for otherwise destructive actions.
-I have found myself wondering what I am missing in New York.


The wedding was wonderful. I saw lots of family members that I haven't seen in ages. My cousin was adorable and they truly looked happy and in love. I also found out that pretty much all the older high school boys I had crushes on are married! So many of them. They are only a few years older than me. Oof. Lud is back so it's good to catch up with her, although she seems to have this slightly lost feeling about her that I haven't pinpointed yet. Some sort of underlying discontent. I still haven't seen or talked to Amanda because she was in the emergency room Saturday night with a throat thing! She's fine, but we certainly need to chat.

My goals for now are the elusive "relaxing" along with hitting the thrift stores that have never seen a hipster.