It's been a long December. It's not even December yet and it's already been a long December.

I'm going home Tuesday for Thanksgiving. I've never really had the urge to go home this year, I've never been homesick, but right now I want nothing more than to get out of here.

I didn't think people changed. I guess they really don't, but with New Year's coming up, I've been thinking about the person I was last year. I didn't think I'd end up where I am now. And I don't know if it's because I changed or because I didn't.