It’s good to be back.
The best part about going away from home is that you get to feel the love when you come back (most of the time anyway).
I got back home at 1 am this morning. I got Dean calmed down by 2 am.
I found that I was missed by my housemates too. They cleaned the house spotlessly for my return. Hell, they even made my bed which is something I NEVER do. I didn’t sleep long but it was still the best sleep I’ve had in a month. I woke up at 6:15 am and got ready to go to work.
My boss did not expect me in even though I told her I would be in the day after I got back. I was so glad I came in too. I got so many hugs and I really felt that I was missed. I am told at work that I am appreciated a lot but it really sank in today.
Riding my bike home from work today, I felt so whole. I love you all!
(my new thing was going to work on that little of sleep when I didn't have to. I'll stop copping out on the new things starting tomorrow.)
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