Idaho oh Idaho

This was the sunrise in Atlanta this morning. I left Gainesville in the 60 degree nonhours of the night wearing a t-shirt and jeans but with sweater and winter jacket in tow. I feel asleep on the flights before they even took off with a gaping mouth and lolling head (my slight narcolepsy). I couldn't pull myself out of the sleep that made me dream to accept anything when the drink and snack carts rolled by. I hadn't realized how sleep-deprived the semester made me until last week when I had attended a TA meeting and a lab meeting one morning, and only after those meetings did I look in the mirror and realize I had my sweater on backwards.

But I'm back in the land of two-lane roads, Subarus, flannel sheets, and crisp, clear air. It feels like home.