WARNING: this post might be the most random and sappiest rant you ever read.

So, here it goes. I. miss. everything. I went up to my aunt and uncle's farm this weekend for a family get together and came back with a sweet adorable kitten I like to call Klawdia. She is the size of the smallest teacup you could imagine and has a voice of determined longing. Driving back home I cried because of her crying, I swear I saw tears in that kitten's eyes. Then it hit me. Why is she crying? We just stripped her of everything she had ever known or had and will never know again. One word: intense. Especially for a kitten the size as the palm of your hand. She will never know that barn. her siblings. her mom. everything. Trying to comfort a small being such as her is extremely difficult when you are comparing her life to orphans in Africa and caught up in the emotional stress of it all. Not to mention you are listening to an amazing inspirational broadcast on NPR about high security prisoners performing Hamlet because the just "want to feel human again." One word: rollercoaster. Then after she is starting to get used to her new life and happy in your room that's an utter disaster, you can't bear the thought to change the sheets on your bed because you are still holding onto the possibility you can still embrace what's still left of Utah since you came home a month ago. I miss everything. Sometimes I just wish that my silhouette climbing on a ladder putting a lightbulb in the ceiling fan would turn into $80,000 dollars so that I could get some compensation for my life, where I am doing absolutely nothing. I just want to go on a bike ride. Is that too much to ask? This weekend has been stretched beyond time can count and I did nothing. In summation of this blog post that is going no where, I want to be where the sun shines 8,000+ feet brighter, where the mountains are always visible, and where I can think of home without being there. The moment when you realize you aren't sure where your home is the moment you realize you need to change the linen. Wasn't I just talking about a cat? Life is emotional sometimes, don't let it catch you off guard. Oh wait, that's the best/worst part.