Memoryhouse - Bonfire

I’ve been listening to a lot of Memoryhouse lately, coinciding with the beginnings of spring here in Wisconsin. Well, not so much the beginnings of spring as much as the departure of winter. In any case, I’m really craving warm weather. Shorts weather. T-shirt weather. Weather where you can do things outside at night time in two layers or less. It’s weird to think that in three and a half weeks I’ll be living in 80+ degree weather everyday.

Ahhhh, that sounds SO good right now.

Also, I’m really excited for summer. No idea what I’m doing, really need to make money. But I’m taking the train back home, so somehow I think everything will work out. Maybe I’ll meet someone amazing on the ride back who will be like “Hey, you should come work for me at so-and-so blahblahblah!” My ideal working place would be at some kind of French cultural exchange in Charleston, South Carolina. That probably doesn’t even exist. I don’t know, I really don’t want to spend this summer in California, and preferably in the states of Georgia or South Carolina. Mostly for my own sentimental reasons (I think sentimental is the best word for it?). But hey, that’s why I came to Wisconsin, for sentimental reasons, and it’s worked out great so far. Who knows though, I might change a lot while in Senegal. How different will things be when I get back in June? I kind of have this feeling that things will be very different for me; there’s this feeling sort of slinking around the part of my brain that touches my skull, far away from where most of my thinking goes on. I’m just really hoping that things won’t be different in a bad way.

Yeah. Well don’t want to end this post on that ominous and foreboding note, so I’ll talk a little about my hair! Hahaha, is there any subject more frivolous? My hair’s getting too long. The weather’s getting warmer. I wanted to cut it on Saturday, and I had newspaper and everything all layed out, but my roommate’s scissors were too dull! It sucked. But I bought my own scissors, they’re intense, I hope they work. Probably will cut my hair next weekend.

Alright, goodnight.