after spending the morning in branson playing with pot-bellied pigs, enjoying the most delicious breakfast possibly ever, and swimming in the lake,
we drove home to shreveport
(ps: h8 driving in rain!)
i was welcomed by the same uneasy feeling that's followed me home from every vacation since i was young
I HAVE NEVER LIKED COMING HOME
this could be elaborated on immensely. i could go into depth about the anxiety that dominates my every thought*
but really honestly i'd just rather play with my kitten that i had to leave behind only days after i adopted her.
i'm looking forward to establishing a routine with her. this includes eating, sleeping, playing, and loving me.
she is crawling on the keyboard and making it almost impossible to type
*in conclusion, a haiku:
been gone a long time
returned to shreveport today
feelings are heavy
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