Hey Jealousy

A poem I very much like

I am so anxious to get home.  It just keeps getting worse and worse.

Things I love today:

-The thought of being home

-Coffee

-Hearing from friends

-Being Nude

-Scarves 

-My hair being long

-Color

-Snow (I wish it would snow real hard so that I can play in it)

-Being me

-Having stupid little crushes