Dreaming

I am a vivid and avid dreamer. I think it's because I make it a priority to get so much REM sleep.

But lately my dreams have been particularly vivid, and I'm not sure why. They have also been more taunting.

I hate taunting dreams. I wake up confused with a vague sense of longing. These are the kinds of dreams that remind me I'm not where or with the people I want to be, doing the things I would rather be doing.

The other day I woke up, and all the sudden I had the urge to just leave and drive the nine hours to Michigan. I think this often actually, but this morning the yearning was stronger than usual. I could totally do it, technically speaking. I don't really need my parents' permission....they might be upset with me if I just left with their car. I'm actually pretty sure my mother would slightly freak out. But hey! It's completely plausible [though a bit outlandish].

Christmas

Christmas this year was particularly nice.

Getting to go home for the holidays was the perfect present. Really I would have been happy with just that. I like being away from Provo for a short while. A break was more than welcome; it was needed. We ate a lot, played soccer and four square, played Celebrity, the Staring Game, and Munchkin, and then watched It's a Wonderful Life. 

If I've learned one thing this past semester, it's that I miss my dad's sense of humor, talking to my mother in person, Colby's threats and outlandish demands, Leah's facial expressions, and Abby's craziness.

I hope everyone had a nice Christmas. I know I did. There's something irreplaceable about actually seeing people face-to-face.