Awww isn’t it sweet that I miss my friends and family? Isn’t it great that I have people who love me and who have created a home for me where I feel safe and loved and warm and fuzzy? Aren’t I so lucky that I have a tribe of people out there rooting for me and supporting me while I chase down a dream?

I mean… I guess.

If it weren’t for them I wouldn’t be so f*@#!ing homesick! It’s their fault for making me miss them! Maybe if they gave less of a shit about me, it wouldn’t have been so difficult to leave in the first place and I wouldn’t be chomping at the bit to get home for a visit. And maybe I wouldn’t have so many places that feel like home that I feel the need to visit. Can you believe these people?

Sarcasm aside, I want to take this moment to thank all the people I love who have become family to me even if they weren’t blessed to be related by blood, and those who were stuck with me from the beginning. Despite having to diligently search for weeks for an insurance policy that would cover me in multiple states to come visit you, it’s all totally worth it. I couldn’t imagine my life without you knuckleheads and consider myself at the high end of the friendship bell curve. I have some of the best people in my life. Plus there’s Craig.

Listen. What I’m trying to say is that I miss all of you and hope I get to spend time with you while I’m back in the US for hurricane season.