Early Morning Musings on Friendship :No Strings Attached
So I lied. I might blog again today, but rather than go straight into the challenge, I thought I'd take this time to muse. I mean, the house is quiet aside from the Seether blaring from my ihome. But it's not really blaring, because I have the volume down to 1, maybe my ears have just adjusted. That's how quiet the house is right now. It's weird: even being right across the hall from my sister and down the hall from my parents it's still so quiet at night. Last night, in a moment between sleep and waking, I could hear a train because apparently the tracks are right across the street from our neighborhood. It wasn't like I'd imagined it would be; I slept through most of it, the walls didn't shake and no one else here at home woke up to the sound of it heading off into the distance. I've been musing about a lot of things lately. One of them: friendship. One of the biggest transitions in coming home has been realizing that many of my close friends her