It has been 11 days since I have been home. 11 days to think about home and what it means to me. 11 days to not worry about being "just friends". 11 days to enjoy being "gone".

I have enjoyed the worry-free lifestyle. I miss my dog, my bed, and the ability to go where I want, when I want. I have not missed the worry and stress that the last few months have been filled with. Tomorrow I will wake up back in "reality". I will get back into my routine and begin looking for a job for August again.

But for tonight, I will savor the last drops of that precious time of no agenda and no where to be :)