He makes me rest

You can listen to this if you want... i mean, i dig it.

I miss my family.

I'll just say it. I don't say it enough, especially to them. Probably because I don't like being sappy and when I say stuff like that they get all sappy and make me want to cry and I cry too much already.
I think the thing I miss most these days is having them understand me. I like knowing that if I do weird things they know I'm just being me and I don't feel like I have to defend my behavior and act like an adult or something. I like being able to be hyper one second and then mellow and chill in my room the next. I miss my room. It has 3 blue walls and 1 orange wall and there is a bed and a little book shelf and a dresser and a desk (which is probably covered with Christa's crap right now), and a night stand... it's fun to hang out in there. Nothing too exciting, but just enough to keep me content. I think my family is pretty unique. We've been through a lot and I like where we are now. Even though we are distant, there is still a lot of togetherness. They mean a lot to me. The foundation of love they have shown me has really shaped who I am and my concept of home and family. I'm ecstatic to be home for a little bit at the end of May!
So Hillary (I think you're the only one that reads this)- know that I love you and I miss you. Even though I struggle to say it, its true.