Home again… and it feels good.
Don’t get me wrong. I am not complaining. Things are going very well for me.
My new job is great. And so are many of the people at the new company. Days fly by and before I realize it another working day has gone by. The work is interesting and challenging… (and very nice rewarding as well :P).
The BBQ we had today was awesome (I will post about that tomorrow more).
The place where I spend the night is very good as well. The bed I sleep in good. The room nice and comfortable. And the lady who rents the room away is very kind.
But being home again is good. All is so familiar. This place is my little spot on the world. The garden… the livingroom… the kitchen… the bathroom… and also my bedroom where I will go in a little….
And the waking up may be even more enjoyable…
I wonder why it may even be more enjoyable….
(Just teasing. I know. I know. :P)
A year ago i was ready to leave everything behind and go abroad. Home would be the place where i would lay my head.
1 year later, i am so glad that i can go “home” to my house to. I also live my life for the greater time in another place. But being able to go to my house, to go home. To have a place where i can get rest and peace of mind. That really is something special.