sweet josephine will you follow me home

i miss home.

not the building, at least not really, although i do miss the way i can walk there with no lights on, with my eyeballs out and not really run into anything unless it's one of nim's babies.

what i miss is the way it smells. and the sounds that my brother's bed makes when he rolls over the floor above me. and the sounds of people running up the deck outside. and i miss the sound of people's voices. i miss the way mom moved around the kitchen, and the way tom sits at the table to read a newspaper. i miss the birds. i miss the trees outside. i miess georgian bay being a three minute walk away.

to distract myself, i'm going to the laundromat.