Gainesville is good, really

March 20-21

Has Gainesville always been filled with good-looking people? Yes, probably. Wylie, my host and very good friend, made banana pancakes this morning, and they were the banana-iest pancakes either of us had ever eaten.

Now we're in the library at my alma mater. The weather here--well. I don't think the locals appreciate it enough. I don't think I did, when I lived here. It's sunny, it's warm, there's a breeze, everyone is smiling. I wear my contacts and my sunglasses.

Later today we will probably sit on the porch. I want to make some mint lemonade, so I may do that. Though I have a tiny cut on my hand, and I could see this becoming a problem.

Because it was 30 degrees when I left Maryland, it didn't occur to me that packing chocolate chips in my trunk would be a bad idea. Luckily they are all in plastic bags.

Someone left her computer open at the library. She left her backpack, which is unwise. She also left while surfing facebook, and if she's not careful, I may go over there and write embarrassing things on her friends' walls.

My friend Jake encourages me to move on from Gainesville, not to dwell. I am a dweller by nature, but I promise him and I promise you and I promise myself, I will move on.