I miss my Savannah people. I'm pretty attached to them. I have yet to reconnect with anyone back home. That's mostly my fault. I'm not even sure who still lives here anymore. So, since I have no social life anymore, I've taken to talking to my pets. I know, its super weird. Its gone beyond the occasional comment here and there. I'm having conversations with them in voices that human beings would commit me for. And singing them songs. Not even real songs, just crap I make up off the top of my head. What is my life?
The only human I talk to most days is my awesome boyfriend. But guess where he is? Yep. Savannah. I talk to my parents too, but they're usually at work all day because that's what grown ups do. Necessity is the mother of talking to animals.
I need some people friends. Either that, or learn how to speak Cattish and Dogonese. Maybe they offer those classes somewhere.
I've submitted my application for substitute teaching. Now I wait. And wait. And get cabin fever. And wait some more. I told you before, my life isn't riveting.
If something exciting happens, I'll be sure to let you know.
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