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Okay, I probably won't say it out loud, but I'm pretty freakin happy to be home (home in this case = Flushing, my dad's house that I grew up in, near my grandparents). I guess I'm pretty happy to have a place that feels like this.
But after my whirlwind tour, dinner with dad, chat with the grandparents and beer with my sister (well, she served) it's back to the same old bills and work and dirty dishes.
I don't know what I'm trying to say here, I guess I just wish I had more time to enjoy it and just be here for a while.
But after my whirlwind tour, dinner with dad, chat with the grandparents and beer with my sister (well, she served) it's back to the same old bills and work and dirty dishes.
I don't know what I'm trying to say here, I guess I just wish I had more time to enjoy it and just be here for a while.