There are things I miss about home. I miss my family and my friends, my car, having animals in my life, backyards, warmish weather, visiting people at work, a big bed, Bouldin, Spiderhouse, Tiny Bar, breakfast tacos, my mom doing my laundry, queso, running into people most places I go, Magnolia, Starseeds, Torchy's, every sandwich place ever, Boris Ralph's lair, driving through Travis Heights, theme parties, watching Hulu in bed, Joe's apartment, knowing how the education system works, the drive between Georgetown and Austin, "home"...
Mostly, though, I never want to go back.
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Very poignant, Rache. I hear you.
ReplyDeleteWe miss you every day. I am thrilled you are so enjoying your London adventure. I bet Paris and Dublin only add more exciting chapters.
ReplyDeleteI would miss me too.
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