When she's sleepin' on the sofa, when she's layin' in her Sunday best...

I miss the city so much. I didn't realize how much I adored it until today when I started listening to Augustana again. I would give up a year of progress at school to be able to pack up a couple books, my umbrella, my ipod, my cell, my journal, a bottle of apple juice and a granola bar, my wallet, my keys, and my dictionary, shove my school ID in my back pocket, lace up my boots, throw on a sweater and a scarf, and head out to the elevator. God that was the best feeling: leaving the lobby door of my apartment and smelling the rain in the air, jogging a bit to catch the bus... Every day there was something new to look at, someone different to observe.

Damn, I'm such a city girl.