i just want to go home.

no this isn't where i feel comfortable. i want things that i own, i want things i bought, i want things i chose, i want things that scream me.

i want to walk thru my front door, home from my job.

oh god, a job... i so want one of those.

but i digress, one of the nicest days i had was in the summer when i housesat and i came home and i was completely by myself- save for the rat of the dog i was sitting-... and i poured myself a glass of wine, i sat out in the garden and smoked a cigarette and i was me.

i want that feelings in multiples.

i want to go home.

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