Going home

A busy shift at the cafe.
But I kept going knowing I was going homehome
Excited to see mum and dad and look after mum after her op.

The train was on time and all that and it wasn't long before I was home, where there is greenery all around, flowers everywhere and where hugs come in abundance. The feel of grass beneath my feet and hearing the birds sing in the cool summer evening was wonderful.

I love home.