I don’t know what’s wrong with me, maybe it’s because its a million degrees below zero here in Fargo, but I just cannot stop thinking about and longing for San Diego. Last night I had a dream where all of my NDSU friends (well, not all) drove to San Diego and I showed them all of the exciting things I did and saw and learned. I woke up with this sinking feeling. I just want to be there, away from all of this school and stress over how to tell this person that, and all that crap. I don’t know, just a feeling that I have continually and consistently gotten over the last five months and I wish and wonder if it will ever be something that stops hitting me.