my boyfriend asked me to clean the house while he was at work, instead im on tumblr and googling “cleaning services NYC”
the happiness that overwhelms me when someone walks into my work and they talk about rhode island, or brown, or risd, or anything related to the state. i get to talk about streets that someone else in this city of 9 million people have also walked on, talk about new pizza shops and how beautiful rhode island is. there is no place like a home, no place at all. i miss you providence. i miss the woods, i miss the clean ocean, i miss my friends.