Keeper of the TARDIS

merrymintsreplied to yourpost:I had lobster for dinner. Lobsterrrrrrrrr. It was interesting. I’ve never eaten lobster before tonight. Not something I’d have all the time - but still pretty fun to pick apart. XD

Gah, I love your enthusiasm for everything/life. XD

Why thank you, merrymints!!! :D I generally am one of the most enthusiastic people I know. XD

Still, it’s good to be back… I always get homesick when I leave and go anywhere. Mostly it’s in the quiet times. If you keep me busy enough to where I’m having too much fun then it cuts down on the homesickness majorly. I’m that odd combination of the adventurer who must get out of the house and do stuff to one who is perfectly happy just to stick around here. “Around here” can refer to just stuff in Connecticut. Which I think is as it should be - I’m happy to be in a place that I genuinely will always love, rather than live someplace I hate and constantly want to get out. The only place I can think of that I don’t get massively homesick at is my grandparents house in Texas - because I’ve been going there for so long it’s like my second home. Even so, I always am glad to return to Connecticut. I think CT’s in my blood and I know it’s in my heart. 

But it was definitely fun to go other places in New England! I’ve now been to all six New England states. Ha, and I took the classic “Midnight Run” to L.L. Bean! Literally - it was at midnight! Also, the L.L. Bean bathroom was wicked clean. Not kidding.

There’s so much I could say about the trip. I’ll probably do that as I comment on photo’s I’ll post. XD But yeah - I think it was good to get away, a trip as a reward after finishing school… going to see my dad’s side of the family… experiencing a bit of a slower pace of life for a few days. We stayed in cabins, we went to the Maine beach… went to Fort Knox, and Pemoquid Point… spent probably 18 hours in the car between all the driving around and the trips up there and back down. We played bocce with the family and swapped stories about killing snakes and memories of Gram. I drank tea in Gram’s old mug. I saw the room where she passed… stood in the spot where she died. I ran in the rain. I went 48 stories up to the Penobscot river observatory over the bridge. I did the Chariots of Fire run through the tide on the beach in immense fog. I scraped my feet up on barnacles. I went to bed late every night. I fell asleep listening to Coldplay. 

Yeah. We made some really good memories. 

Yeah. It’s good to be back.