Monday, July 14, 2008

Here in AZ

It hits me in waves ... the nostalgia. The smell of the rain in the desert. The familiar roads and places. It fogs over me. And I'm in a different time, transported back to my youth. Remembering things I haven't thought of in years. Thinking of things I used to do, people I used to know, a person I once was. I miss those days, I wouldn't want them back. Things seemed so harder then, big deal out of nothing days, but there was something fun and wonderful about all of it, the recklessness, the craziness, the heartache, and excitement. Oh youth!

Time is going much quicker than I expected it would. I'll be glad to be home, but I'm having a great time here as well.


Anonymous said...

It's so good to hear from you--finally!!! I have been checking your blog every day. (I know, I know-it's the whole OCD thing again)
We'll be happy to have you home too. Glad you're having a good time.


Michelle said...

Well, I for one am happy to hear that you haven't fallen over with heat stroke after so many years in the mountains. Wishing you a safe return trip!

Amie said...

Hey, I wondered if you had a computer handy...also wondered if there was any chance of us getting together? Will you only be in the valley tomorrow?