Morning's. I love it when I can sleep as long as my body wants too. No alarm clocks absurdly waking me up. In Arkansas I would stay up all night and sleep during the day. I never really saw the sun at its highest. Its nice to wake up with the sun and to be completely well rested. I won't even lie but my first thoughts are usually "Is Phil awake?", "I wonder if Phil is at work", and "where is my phone?". Obviously so I can text Phil with the most random nonsense that only he can understand, He is my best friend in every sense of the word. Its comforting knowing no matter how many boys break my heart or how many silly boys fall in love with me (for all the wrong reasons), Phil will always be there. I think last night we both almost cried. Just the thought of moving back home and not being able to see him, let alone call him/text him when I need him, makes us both heartbroken. Its a feeling that just thinking about leaves me empty.