Even though I haven’t lived in Athens, Georgia since 1998, part of me still feels like it’s home. I know it’s probably just me getting all gooey and sentimental, but truth be told, that little town makes me happy.
Ashley and I took his parents up there for Homecoming and although his dad had been there before, this time was different.
It was sunny.
And a sunny day in Athens can make you forget about all of your troubles in the world. Clearly, it was exactly what I needed. Who needs meds when you can take a quick drive to Athens?
Long story short, Georgia won their Homecoming game, scored lots of points, and looked pretty fantastic on the field. But I don’t go for the football. I go for the pomp and circumstance. I go for the excitement. I go for the people watching.
And I realized that this post reads like a Faulkner novel as I have a serious issue with typing in a stream of consciousness type manner. Could be that I had two glasses of wine earlier…or could be that I’m exhausted.
Do you know much I actually exerted myself today?
Hello? My days are spent sitting in a chair in a wildly small cubicle. The most I do is walk 2 feet from my desk to the printer. Not exactly what I would refer to as taxing.
Now hiking through campus today was taxing. Exhausting even.
And now I’m tired. And you’re reading the most random post ever.
I promise though that tomorrow I’ll be on my best behavior.