Well, that was a run-on sentence if I ever saw one.

Why did I cry for a straight hour? I'll do my best to let ya know.
          First of all, I knew that I had to unpack the car. Everything going downstairs to leave was much easier than going back upstairs to return.
          Second, the house reeked! Maxine's litter was both piss and poop so I knew she didn't prefer the toilet for pissing. In fact, the toilet lid was down, so obviously she didn't want to use it while I was gone.
          Third, I missed my friends and wished I didn't have to go home. I had so much fun that I almost felt normal (well, as normal as I can be anyways --ha ha Wess, anyways). It's been a long time since I laughed everyday and had conversation with someone other than Mom or my girls. I almost forgot what it was like to have friends... real friends.
          Fourth, I didn't cry while I was at Tech. Okay. That's a lie. I did cry. It was after I left the Animal Alliance. It was hard to know that I couldn't help and I was also talking about Humane Society here and telling them how it's an euthanizer-shelter (sp?). That was hard to talk about, especially since I can't do anything to help (including volunteering because of it). Other than that, I didn't cry, so I knew a big cry was coming on.
          Fifth, and most importantly, I had returned to reality. It hurts to be where I am, so if you came back to it after having a nice vacation, you would cry to. ... if it happened to you.... do-do dodo dooo.... (that's my version of musical notes).

Carisa