So here I am sitting on my back porch writing to you. I'm debating whether I should go inside and make myself some food, but I think I'm too lazy to walk all the way inside..I just recently got back from an amazing week in New York City and it's got me feeling some type of way.

I sit here, ready for some sort of change, I'm bored, I want something or someone to spice up my life. I think I may even get a hair cut, those always seem to do the job. A little shorter, a little sassier, sounds like my kind of experiment.

Lately I have been super busy, and I really just haven't been in the mood to write. This is strange because I feel like usually I take advantage of every opportunity I can get to write in some form or another. However, I've been trying to devote my time to reading instead. There's nothing quite like getting lost in a good book. You sit there on the edge of every word, as though you are another one of the characters in the novel, experiencing every scene first hand. Those are my favorite kind of novels, the ones you just can't seem to put down.

Unfortunately I haven't been able to find one of those for awhile, then again, maybe I haven't been searching hard enough..Well, I suppose that's all I have for now.

Until, next time..
(hopefully sooner than later since I have many stories to share from my journey to the big apple)