I have been feeling very homesick and in a really funky mood. So I went home. Not to the house I live in now, but to the house where I grew up. I lived in that house from the time I was 5 years old until I got married at 22. I dream about the house. I cried when my parents sold it in 1990. I envy my classmates that still live in the area and wish with all my heart that I could afford to live there. Big, heart heavy sigh!!!!
All in all, it was nice to go home.