A week and a half at home.

My time in New England is almost up. I've pretty much spent a week and a half on the couch at my parents'. So lazy.

I've had a few memorable moments here though. It happened. I had the ultimate hometown experience - running into the first boy I ever kissed at the grocery store. First we made eye contact in the parking lot when I was walking towards the store and he was driving. The recognizing look. Then in the store I almost dove into the nearest aisle just to avoid an actual face-to-face encounter. Phew.

Crisis avoided.

I went hiking at the nearby Sleeping Giant State Park. My friend Ktina and I have hiked there so many times, taking the hardest trail East across the park and the second hardest trail back. I took the hard, blue trail again, remembering all the times I've been there. The first 0.5 miles of that trail is still the steepest trail I've ever hiked. It was so humid and hot I was soaked within 15 minutes. My plan was to hike across the whole park and come back on the white trail, but a thunderstorm had different ideas. Upon reaching the tower in the middle of the park I was forced to turn back and run down the easy trail to the parking lot.

I spent a day running errands around nearby towns. So many memories in so many places. I broke into laughter just thinking of some adventures, people I used to hang out with and various troubles we'd get into. It was all so long ago. Or so it seems.

The situation with school is still very much in limbo. I wait patiently for an e-mail or a phone call, while casually browsing jobs on craigslist.

C'est la vie.

Tomorrow I get back to the mountains! Road trip with parents begins.