atlanta banana

i've been in atlanta for two days now. all day thursday, i had half a quote running through my head: "contentment in a routine." it was in the back of my mind during the whole flight, and it wasn't until i was on the train, riding from d terminal up to baggage claim, that i remembered the rest. "happiness is just contentment in a routine." coming to atlanta always makes me think. it is returning to a life that i fall into so easily and yet i can sense that something is off. that i don't fit into this picture, this memento, anymore.

it is nice to see friends. it's not until i see them that i remember how much i miss them.

i spent thursday night at kent's. he is headed to washington soon to begin a new job, and i'm really excited for him. i haven't seen kent since september, and then only shortly. he is comforting.

i spent last night here at carter's, my home away from home these days when i make it here for a visit. we went to waffle house this morning for breakfast, and there was some perfect about it.

this afternoon we played frisbee golf, horse, and ping pong. i lost every time. i wish i were better at sports and games. i'm not even really any good at running. in my head, i am really athletic and not competitive. in reality, it's somehow reversed.

tomorrow i am spending the night with katie. she came down tonight for dinner and ping pong and risk. with joel. i like joel.

jumbled thoughts. atlanta does that to me. bedtime.