It's beyond weird coming back here. I feel the pressures returning, I'm not going to deal with them the way I did before. I can't.

I don't know what home means anymore. I feel like I have about 5 of them at the moment. In any case, I'll be back Tuesday night at around 8pm in Waco, Texas. If you're in town please come by the Green House because I would love to see you guys. Maybe we can go out to dinner or something. Clay Pot anyone? I miss that place!

The next few weeks are going to be really hard. It hasn't hit me yet. I really don't want it to.

I'm currently in Scotland (and about to leave). It's a little bit surreal considering I'm staying with my actual, real Scottish family. It's hard to understand one of them, however it's fun listening to the heavy accent. Family really is a beautiful thing. I'm definitely coming back (maybe in the summer...mothereffing ess it's cold!) .

I´ve never been a huge art fan and I´ve never claimed to be. However, for the first time I´ve fallen in love with art that really speaks to me. His name is Salvador Dali. I´ve seen his work before but I´ve never known who it was. I went to his museum today with some fabulous Australians. I loved it completely. I finally know what its like to really love art I think, a first. It´s about time. This is one of my many favorites.

I´m currently falling in love with Australian men. See you in less than a week loves.