things I miss.

I miss Shakespeare. I miss reading him, and reciting him. I miss feeling the English language like I've never felt it before.

I miss getting good morning texts. I used to get them a lot from a certain person, but I don't anymore. It's ok. I don't really need them. But they were nice sometimes.

I miss Jon. He's been in Austria for awhile now. I miss talking to him about things. I wrote him a letter today.

I miss being busy with schoolwork. I miss school. I miss sharpened pencils and the way it feels to open a crisp, new notebook and write on the first page.