If Home is Where the Heart is, then I'm also looking for my Heart.

If home is where the heart is, then I'm also looking for my Heart.

So I'm sick. Well I am sick, but I'm getting better.

I'm talking about something else.

I'm homesick.

I know, I am at "home" in CO but

my heart longs for somewhere else.

At moments, in CA or here.

but recently, I long to be elsewhere.

I long to go beyond these coasts.

I have never been past the coasts from the east and west

and touched canada and down to Puerto Penasco, Mexico.

I have International Fever.

I want to leave this continent so Freakin bad.

I want to go to Mexico

I want to go to Africa

Europe

Asia.

But funds are running low hahah :)

(college student, ya know?)

So until then,

I will make my own apple soda

and read about Africa from

Say You are One of Them

and talk to my beloved Rwandans.

one day though,

I will cure this Fever.

The Shadow Proves the Sunshine,

<3>

Tattooed Dream

The other night, I dreamed one of my close friends (not sure who it was) tattooed me or had me tattooed without my consent or my being aware of it. I was extremely bummed because it was of a rose and i like daisies. I thought that since i had a rose, i couldn't get a daisy, which made it all the more upsetting. Then i realized that i didn't feel it. Suddenly, i wasn't too upset about it. One of my biggest reasons for not getting a tattoo is because it HURTS! i mean its needles, man! (say it like a hippy... actually thats really ironic... oh never mind) So now i'm tempted to get one... can you say CONFUSED?!? what do you think?

<3 Amy

ps. i know this is COMPLETELY random. for some reason i had to get it out.

Dreams, can you be normal please?!?! none of this friend going behind your back and getting you tattooed or dying your hair crap anymore. ew.