Nostalgia sucks. Who invented this torture device?

Things I miss...

-smoking cigarettes with little Bryan, and bearhugs

-jumping high-fives with Giant Brian, also, his world domination plans

-listening to music all day, even if it was music that I hated

-seeing Daron every day

-Indian food

-the lovely houses in my old neighborhood

-being in close proximity to my adopted family (ya'll know who you are, at least I hope)

-stores that are open past 9 pm

-wet counties

-bookstores that carry books I'd actually want to read, as opposed to Christian inspirational books and Harlequin romances

-barbecues in my backyard

-concerts

-being able to do my job in my sleep, and always knowing what was going on

-free cds and dvds

-the Texas section

In short, I'm really fucking homesick, and I can't wait to see all my Ft. Worth people. I'm ready to come home.