i just spent an hour perched on my balcony wishing i had a cityscape to study instead of a courtyard. there's something incomplete in my heart tonight. while i wouldnt say that i'm depressed or sad or angry... i feel a little empty and a little restless and i wish i was somewhere else. i wish i felt at home, safe and secure. it's ironic how much warmer i feel in chicago than i do here in the desert.