November 22, 2009
This time next week, I will be home again. I will eat real food, and take two showers a day without wearing shower shoes. I will walk my dog and smile at the neighbors, who will ask me how I am liking school. I will see my friends, the ones I have known for as long as I can remember. The ones who need no explanation, because they were there when everything went down. I will say "y'all" and no one will notice, because they all say it even more than I do. I will be a Southern girl again.