I came back home to noise and pollution and far too many people around. I came back to phone calls I don't want to get and emails I don't want to read and snail mail that is mostly bills. There is a bank account to take care of, and eaves trough to clean and all the other mundane things.
And yet, there's running water and a shower, a bathroom and a bed. There's internet and phone and TV. There's enough light to read at night and heat in case it gets cold. There's fresh clothes and laundry and soap. There's a fridge and a stove and actual walls and doors.
There's family and friends.
I'm so happy to be home again.