sometimes grocery trips spontaneously turn into
drive up the mountain and sing a medley of songs at the top of our lungs while overlooking the city and trying to not fall off the rocks we're standing on.
and it's now 1:30am and i've got loads of homework because i spent the past couple hours singing with boys.
it's not every day i can say that.
one of them can even sing higher than me.
oh, have i mentioned i can't sing? because i reeeeeeally can't.
provo looks beautiful when you're overlooking it late at night.
but i can't seem to shake this feeling of homesickness/uneasiness/restlessness that's been bothering me lately.
i don't know what it is.
one last thought:
every once in a while it is good to evaluate situations
and cut the toxic things out of our life
instead of torturing ourselves for the sake of putting on a brave face
if it's not making you happy (even if you think it is), it's not worth it.