I wish I had a flying Ford.

I'm going a bit stir crazy here. I feel like my work load is not going to lessen up for quite awhile, which is what is killing me the most at the moment.

The sky is blue outside and more than anything I wish that I could just disappear into that blueness for just a little while. I want to not think, just lay there in that comforting blue and feel at peace. I'm sure it will be quite cold, or that special kind of chilly, where all you want to do is curl up in someone's arms. Without being able to lay in that blueness, I would instead like the ability to go for a drive into the sky. To feel the engine of the car humming as it pushes the heavy metal contraption on at ridiculous speeds. It would be nice.

For some reason, days like these remind me of Rome. Cold, but still clear. I miss those days. I miss being able to work around for hours, and then come home only to complain that my feet have that omg you're killing me feeling, and all I can't think of is that I don't want to move for another month. Oh, how I envy my pass-self, and I wish that I hadn't taken those days for granted.

Thinking about it, I guess the reason I want to go back to travelling is because it gives me an excuse to feel lonely every so often. Being here, at home, means that I really shouldn't have this feeling. But, unfortunately I do. How pathetic.

I'm hanging out for the holidays at the moment, when all this work load decides to bugger the hell off until the next semester starts and I start freaking out about that work load. Yes, a never ending cycle that wont end until the end of 2013. Fantastic.

I miss you my traveling friend. Come back to me safe okay?

xx