Friday, September 30, 2011

Sick of Home, or Home-sick?

I'm realizing more and more now that I actually enjoy being at home.  It's really rather strange, because in high school I couldn't wait to be on my own.  I guess distance really does make the heart grow fonder.  I find myself missing my house, my parents, watching tv with my dad-- all the simple things that used to bore me so when I was a full time resident.  I've become so lame. Or perhaps I've just grown up.