Aug 25 2003
Home again
I’m home!
I’ve never stayed in the country as long as I did this time. I have also never slept in a tent for so long. I don’t know whether I can blame it on prolonged camping, but I have picked up some kind of flu or something, so feel really horrible, mitigating the happiness of being back home. You know it’s always something with us, the major competitors for the Bad Luck Family award, along with the Salingers and the Baudelaires.
I heard a siren in the night, and I thought, “Jonathan must be going to that call” before I was fully conscious. And even for the first few seconds after I woke up, I wasn’t sure where I was. I really notice the noise of the city, and the smell of it, too. I used to laugh at my country siblings when they said how noisy and stinky the city was, but now I get it. And my bedroom seems light at night now! I’m sure I’ll revert to my city self soon, but it’s interesting how absence makes the senses more, well, sensitive.
3 Responses to “Home again”
Welcome home! I hope everything is all right up north and that Mom continues to amaze and confound the doctors!
*hugs*
Yay! Home! Hope the cats gave you a grand welcome!
Welcome Home! Take care of yourself. And I second Kathleen.