This weekend, I went "home." On Thursday night, I flew into O'Hare and my sister picked me up. I spent the weekend at her house with the kids, the cats, and the dog. It was quite excellent. Even though it's Antioch, it's twenty billion times better than Florida. I think that, deep down, I knew I wouldn't like Florida or school. I didn't like Indiana, and yet my semester off rocked the big one. Even summer was good, so it wasn't being a slacker that I enjoyed. Next summer, I have to decide if I'm staying in Orlando or going back to Illinois. Here, I could take classes and get out of here sooner.
I'll be back later.