one monkey short of a barrel.

And I’m still in Kansas.

It became apparent to me, while I was here, that I really had no desire to return to Saskatchewan. Of course, I missed my family and my friends, but I wasn’t excited about the idea of going back to continue to sort of work out of my little apartment. And I certainly wasn’t excited about the part where I had no idea how long it would be before I’d get to see James again. It was that part that kept me here.

We did go back to Canada for a couple days. I hadn’t come prepared to spend months here, so there were some things I needed from home. We also decided to move my stuff out of my apartment, so that I didn’t have to pay rent for an apartment I wasn’t living in. I got to see my friends and my family and everyone seemed excited for me.

So here I am. I’m sort of working from my boyfriend’s house in Kansas. It’s humid here, but I like it.