I can not help but to think about everything I will do at home, because traveling makes going home that much better.
I will be getting my hair cut, by this one gal in Tulsa. I will get to see some of my favorite people, and not just see them but hug them and tell them how great they are. I will get to laugh with them and hear their stories. I can't wait until that. I can play with my dog and take her on walks, possibly even chase her around the neighborhood. I can go drink coffee, real drip coffee, which New Zealand fails to have. Stupid long blacks, similar to an Americano. It's okay, but it's not it. I look forward to watching movies with the Parents and going to eat Mexican with them. Oh sweet Mexican food (it is interesting that food is such a big thing you miss when it has been ages since you've had what was your everyday thing). I would love to go to a football game, and I just looked at the schedule, it is September 3rd, a day before I come back here! I am going, anyone want to come?
Oh home, I am done for in happiness.
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