at the airport right now about to go back to LA.  I don’t want to leave! I fucking love being home in Arizona.  Things I love about being home: 

not hating all of the other human beings in my residence, hiking every day, beautiful scenery, beautiful weather, my parents making me egg white omelets with peppers for breakfast and cauliflower risotto and sea food for dinner, spending the evenings watching movies and drinking coffee with grand marnier  with my mom, spending the nights hot tubbing and stargazing, my best friend Rebecca, debating string theory with my dad, my puppy…. 

ugh why do I have to go back to LA/ real life?