Daydreamin'

I am obsessed with Florida.

With a zeal normally reserved for such things as chocolate and a clean house, I have been consumed with thoughts of Florida. I am going to Florida in May. I have my plane ticket already booked. I would sleep in a public park there if I had nowhere to go and they would let me, but my parents do have a place down there, conveniently for me.

It is bordering a little on the loony side. I check the webcam at the ocean by my parents' place at least 3 times a week. I've spent hours online the past couple of days researching hotels for the off chance that Scott gets to come with me this year and we get to go to Walt Disney World, which is two hours away from my parents' place. Can't go to Disney and only stay for 1 day, people. Then you miss Epcot! I love Epcot. (I would!)

I think, in my head, that Florida represents freedom and the luxury to just do nothing. And that sounds a lot like heaven to me right now. So if you see me and I'm staring off into space with a glint in my eye, just pretend you're Cinderella or Goofy and say hello. But be prepared, I'll probably ask to take a picture with you...