It's just me. Rambling

Let's see. . I am young, much younger than you. I promise. I am from New York City but decided to leave the glorious city of Manhattan and go to school in Indiana. I'd love to hear what you have to say. . Email me. Caitlinkeating89@gmail.com

Oct 13, 2009 9:04pm
I miss my sister, my dog, my mom, my dad, my grandparents, my other grandparents who I never met, and the rest of my family. I miss lying on the most comfortable couch in the world in my apartment back in New York. I miss going to bed while listening  to drunk couples in college yelling things at each at each other on the street that they wont remember the next morning when the sun wakes them up and they look out onto their overpriced view of the Hudson River. I miss 24 hour diners, the MTA and the dirty subway. I miss the city that keeps you awake and on our toes every single second of the day, the city that makes slow walkers walk fast, and the city that makes sure it is impossible for you to ever feel lonely. Right now I am lying in my not so comfortable bed in a town that I have grown to love. I am listening to music because the the streets are quiet here and my house is surprisingly quiet silent for a Tuesday. It’s always hard for me to be in complete silence. My thoughts start racing, and that my friend is always a dangerous thing. I’m sick as a dog and I have so many exams this week. Perfect timing. For real. I’ve been writing a lot, and reading even more. I’ve been spending a lot of time with people I hardly even knew before this semester, and I can’t believe that in 3 months I will be in Barcelona. I could go on and on because my hands can’t help themselves, but my head is telling me I need a least 12 hours of sleep. I won’t be falling asleep to the sounds of the restless trees in New York City, or the drunken Columbia students or the determined sirens trying to save lives while trying not to cause any accidents on the way to their destination. I will be falling asleep to silence, something I am still trying to learn how to appreciate. Till tomorrow, xx.

I miss my sister, my dog, my mom, my dad, my grandparents, my other grandparents who I never met, and the rest of my family. I miss lying on the most comfortable couch in the world in my apartment back in New York. I miss going to bed while listening  to drunk couples in college yelling things at each at each other on the street that they wont remember the next morning when the sun wakes them up and they look out onto their overpriced view of the Hudson River. I miss 24 hour diners, the MTA and the dirty subway. I miss the city that keeps you awake and on our toes every single second of the day, the city that makes slow walkers walk fast, and the city that makes sure it is impossible for you to ever feel lonely.

Right now I am lying in my not so comfortable bed in a town that I have grown to love. I am listening to music because the the streets are quiet here and my house is surprisingly quiet silent for a Tuesday. It’s always hard for me to be in complete silence. My thoughts start racing, and that my friend is always a dangerous thing. I’m sick as a dog and I have so many exams this week. Perfect timing. For real.

I’ve been writing a lot, and reading even more.

I’ve been spending a lot of time with people I hardly even knew before this semester, and I can’t believe that in 3 months I will be in Barcelona.

I could go on and on because my hands can’t help themselves, but my head is telling me I need a least 12 hours of sleep.

I won’t be falling asleep to the sounds of the restless trees in New York City, or the drunken Columbia students or the determined sirens trying to save lives while trying not to cause any accidents on the way to their destination. I will be falling asleep to silence, something I am still trying to learn how to appreciate.

Till tomorrow, xx.
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