i drive the 3 hours to get home, and be there for barely a day. and it's so worth it every single time.
Home is...
joy. accents. taco bandido. the train bridge. the balcony at the burley theater. bountiful basket. steaks, always steaks. pears. the parents. midnight train crossings. business from those you trust. cold, seriously freezing. my ice chamber of a room that i love. first real snow of the year. mavericko. senior petrol. racquetball club. friendly faces. no judgements. freedom. relaxing. couching it. lots of burley smells. familiarity. being recognized. memories.
Home is everything.
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