School is a hectic time, and I realize that it is always going fast. However, I had to stop and stand amazed that I am already a quarter done with my third year of college. I lived it, and I still have trouble believing it. One blessing of being half way through a semester is fall break. I get to spend five whole days at home enjoying my family, and my own bed!
After a long bus ride and a close call catching the train, I came home to my Daddy picking me up. He couldn't even wait in the car, he found me at the platform. Boy was I glad to have his hug. When I got home I sat for a while before going to my room to find... ROSES! PINK ROSES! My Daddy had bought me roses! I ran downstairs to thank him and he said, "I had to. The room was too sterile without you. It needed beauty and life, so I'm glad you're home."
Roses are the perfect thing to rest near. Of course, I had some homework. Of course, I visited people. Yes, people came over. I did indeed run errands... but all of it was at home. Beautiful rejuvenation.
Friday afternoon I was going to surprise my lovely librarians, but Misfit's senses must have been tingling because she called me in the morning to ask questions and ended up finding out I was home. It worked out well though, because we ended up going to lunch together. She got me pizza and garlic knots, she knows just what I need when I get home! A hug, pizza, and to see Mama Page (who teared a bit when I surprised her). It was a lovely visit...
The highlight of my trip was my day in the city. I went in with my brother to see Newsies on Broadway. It was a beautiful trip! We got pizza and ate on the street laughing. We walked through Time Square going into toy stores and taking silly pictures. We ate cupcakes in Bryant Park. We walked to the show anticipating greatness... We were not disappointed. The show was amazing. I could rave about it for paragraphs. The choreography was amazing. The plot changes were perfect. The music was breathtaking. The set was wonderful. The casting was spot on. Every piece of that play inspired everyone, it drew emotion from within me. I felt a part of the story. It was perfect. Shawn and I laughed so much, and loved every piece of it. We left the show faking a Brooklyn accent and laughing all the way to Penn. As amazing as the show was, the best part was seeing it with my brother.
Later that night I even got to visit with old friends at a Taco party. I got to see my little Mico. The moment I walked in he smiled and ran toward me screaming "Mana! Mana!" (short for Hermana) He curled up in my arms and talked a mile a minute about his chip before trying to shove it in my mouth. I was sad to leave him Saturday night. So it was a great thing that I got to bring him to Shawn's hockey game! Shawn played an amazing game. Mico cheered, scowled, and laughed the whole game. I was up in arms at the blind Refs making bad calls. Despite unfair refs, Shawn's team still won. WOO HOO! Mico stayed with me the whole day, it was great to have him run around and talk, to really see him grow right before my eyes.
Last night, fighting off sleep for the last few minutes, I stuck my head out the window breathing in ocean air. Home smells like low tide. It feels like the breeze on the cheeks and sand between my toes. It sounds like cars, planes, and MASH in the distant downstairs. It's hard to leave, but I'll have to be like a hippo and just keep smiling. I'll have to be like an owl, wise, calm, and dancing in the light of the moon...
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