It's always better when we're together.

I'm sitting on the floor of my bedroom, talking to Dina on the phone about relationships as I try to untangle a knot in the pretty silver necklace my dad got for me for Christmas a few years back, and it comes to me that I have a perfect metaphor in my hands. Beautiful, complicated, challenging. I guess I've been reflective this weekend because I've had a lot of time on my hands. Today in particular, as I laid in bed with a hang over until 3 in the afternoon. Every one of my most significant, important relationships is being stretched by thousands of miles. I miss green grass and leafy trees and summer thunderstorms, but exponentially more so I miss my friends and family.

I got an awesome package in the mail from the ladies at 2614 Milford today, which was a great surprise and totally made my day. It made me wish I was on the hammock in the backyard, or sitting on my roof reading or crowded into the kitchen with some of the funniest, brightest, warmest people I know. I miss our nights in the living room, cuddled on the couches, listening to Tim and Scott play guitar. I wish I could hop right into one of our epic dance parties, singing to Celine Dion at the top of my lungs or dancing to the Ting Tings with Tom. Instead I'm in Arizona, having trouble feeling myself because the very people who know me and make up so much of my heart are further away than I like to think about.

I want to be able to drive 10 minutes to a Friendly's to eat a ridiculous ice cream sundae with people who have been with me through thick and thin for at least sixteen years of my life. I want to play with my brothers in the woods for days on end again, when we used to be rock climbers and detectives and Power Rangers.

I just miss home. I miss the people, I miss the comfort, I miss the person I am when I'm around people who really know me and love me. I know I'll slowly build those relationships here, but it will take a while. I guess I don't wish for an eternity in Columbus or Cleveland. I love the adventure I'm in the middle of. But I do wish I could be with the people I love while in AZ. How's that for a depressing entry?