We're gonna make it to the beach on time

How do people live in places besides California? I can't even comprehend.

If you close your eyes does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

Coming back home is never quite the same once your friends have moved away from their parents' houses down the street to their own grown-up houses. I still come back to town like I did in college, staying in my old bedroom. But everyone else is gone and they don't have a winter break anymore.

Such a California girl

The only church I need is running along the beach on Sunday morning, then hearing this song on the radio. Fucking spiritual.

I'm dreaming of a sunny, 75˚ Christmas

So it's almost time for winter break, somehow. This semester has been amazing and I think I am more committed to becoming a better teacher than I was this time last year. And I love these amazing little beans and their beautiful, bright faces. But at the same time, I AM SO READY FOR A BREAK, SOME OF THESE KIDS AND THEIR SHIT, I SWEAR.

Also, I am not digging the cold weather. I hate driving with ice on the roads. Like, Missouri, can you get your shit together and salt the roads? Jesus fucking christ.