It's not surprise that the minute I return to Indiana for a short visit, I resolve to start writing again. I'm really not sure what it is about this place that pushes me to turn thoughts into words, but it is inevitable.
My long-awaited Spring break has finally come, so here I am. I realized today that Bloomington is becoming less and less a "vacation spot" for me and becoming more like home each time I visit. This isn't the place I come to be entertained, to visit tourist hot-spots (does Indiana really have any of those anyway?), or do much of anything at all...this is where I come when I want to relax, do laundry, eat good food, spend all day reading a good book, browse the library book store, drink endless cups of coffee, and watch Glee marathons with Heather and Doug. It has become so normal, so natural for me to be here. I walked in the door yesterday evening after an extremely long drive (about 12 hours this time) and had to mentally re-adjust to the fact that I would indeed be leaving in 3 days, not staying for the entire summer. Even so, I have the best of both worlds, really. I love Bloomington...I love spending time with Heather and Doug and the crazy puppies...I love wasting away the days doing everything and nothing, but Rock Hill seems to be a better fit as far as my "real life" is concerned. What I love the most is that I can switch so seamlessly between the two...both places are home :)
