Home.
It's the little things in life that make me happy.
As I was driving on some back road to my new condo (it's been three months but it still feels like new), I passed a certain street and I all of the sudden I knew I was entering home.
It was the first time that I really thought of my neighborhood, the entire area, as home, and it made me smile.
It's the little things.
:-)
(Oh yeah, and I am no longer going to comment on when I post and how often and how long it's been. I'm just going to post when I feel like it.)
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