Homesick

So, I'm homesick. Big surprise. I've been living here in CA for almost a year now and it still hasn't grown on me. I don't see how things can be so different. Sometimes I feel like we are in a different country. It's so very strange to me.

I miss MONTANA!

I miss my family.

I miss my friends.

I miss complete strangers saying hello when you pass them on the street.

I miss snow. Especially at times like Christmas.

I miss chilly nights and hot cocoa.

I miss seeing my breath in the air.

I miss mittens and scarfs and cold red noses.

I miss driving for hours and not seeing another car.

I miss dirt roads.

I miss writing in the frost on the glass window of the car when it's cold outside.

I miss plugging in the car so it will start in the morning.

I miss beauty.

I miss fresh clean air.

I miss the smell after a rain storm.

I miss sky that goes on forever.

I miss the smell of pine trees.

I miss the colorful changing of the seasons.

I miss camping in the middle of July and still having to bring hats and gloves because it just might snow.

I miss REAL smore's.

I miss feeling safe.

I miss being able to walk to the store alone.

I miss not worrying about driving into the wrong part of town.

I miss 'rush hour' meaning there are more than 4 cars stopped at the light.

I miss lighting fireworks.

I miss leaving my doors unlocked.

I miss the dew on everything first thing in the morning.

I miss job safety.

I miss no sales tax.

I miss being in college.

I miss cheap rent.

I miss trusting people.

I miss seeing stars.

I miss mountains.

I miss lemondaid stands and bake sales.

Basicly... I miss everything. I'm ready to come home.