or maybe just really thirsty. sometimes i can't tell.
i'm just not sure what i would be homesick for. portland, clearly, but then also san francisco, and my mom, and a little bit for jake and usually some for my grandparents on the cape, but i'm here now so why do i still feel so thirsty?
i guess when i'm alone in the house i talk to myself. it started as talking to the cat, but then i was definitely just out on the porch singing a little ditty and laughing at something i said. which is funny, because i don't think i talk that much when anyone else is home.
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