Journal Entry 2 [Home]

I took the train home today; it was a nice ride, but after packing and the errands I ran, all I wanted was to just be home. My train finally came into Edmonds around 9:40 and my Daddy was there to pick me up. I was so happy to be with him again… but now that I think about it, I’ve yet to embrace him! We had to pick up my luggage and put it in the car, then we went to the grocery store.

I came home to the condo to some familiar things. The place was in disarray, the cat box needed to be cleaned, but I was greeted by the best things: my cats. I’ve missed them terribly. I then sat and talked with my dad about grades and how things have been and about the gifts I got for my grandmother. We have to get ready and clean the condo over the next couple of days because my grandfather is arriving from CA probably Friday evening. I haven’t seen him in over a year, so I’m very excited to be seeing him again!

Man, just… home, it’s nice. I refer to both Mountlake Terrace and Bellingham as home. Wherever I am not currently at, is what I then call home. It’s weird, feeling at home in two places… I never really experienced that before. Mom’s house had always been Mom’s house.. never a place I considered to be home for me..

I’m rambling, but I am not sure what else to say. I need to start writing again. More poetry, or prose, or just simple observations. Also, I want to get into some art. Maybe zentangles or sketching again? I’m not very good at art.. maybe just a coloring book!

Journal Entry 1

Hello.
I have had this blog since 2010, and that’s crazy that this place has still survived. Most of the writings on here are very old, perhaps I will update with more poetry soon, but for now I’m going to do journal entries here.
More often than not I will probably forget to post anything here for days, weeks, or even months at a time.
No one follows it so there are no expectations, so that’s all right!
If you’re reading this, thank you, hope you like what you’ve read here and perhaps will come back when more of what you’re looking for (poetry?) is posted.

Patria es Humanidad
Terrah Short