Home?

Winter intersession has begun. I am home for a little bit, but it seems less and less like home as I spend more time away. Nothing changes in my hometown and with my friends, which is a nice comfort zone to fall back on every so often.

There was a guy dressed like a cowboy at a bar tonight, I don't think he was popular, it was surreal.
And a random girl asked me why I brought an L into a bar. . . I just shrugged.
I was thrown off by the fact that she even knew what it was and didn't say something like, "Geez I bet you could take a picture of the moon with that lens."