mr. postman, do you have a letter for me?

i am leaving. for a week. to one of the nicest places i've ever been (vermont). to frolick with the cows, to paint, to take pictures, to get lost on the 90 acres of land my aunt owns, to get enough sleep at night, to travel to canada, to be able to actually see the stars, to not watch television, but also to miss out on a lot of crazy new jersey adventures... i am tired, but staying up last night til 6 AM was worth it for those moments right before the sun comes up, when the sky is that color, that color that will never be recreated by any paint crayon marker or photograph. those few moments i always wish i could share with someone............... what am i saying. i am leaving tomorrow morning, and i will probably be able to [somewhat] access a computer while i'm up there