I also love the renewed appreciation for stability that adventuring brings.
I'm homesick.
I miss my son and my cats and my sanctuary by the sea.
I miss my daughter and family/friends and my hometown in the desert.
Some days, I miss my life. This transition period has been a long one. It still feels foreign half the time. It doesn't help that I'm a 'fish out of water' and far from any place I call home.
Four (and a half) more days until I'm back on the road and headed home.
I miss my dog.
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