“Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness; where the heart’s tears can dry at their own pace.” – Vernon Baker
Jet lag got the best of me last night. I was wide awake at 2:00am, passing the time by catching up on old episodes of Dance Moms. Then, I discovered a new show called Preacher’s Daughters. It is officially my new favorite television show. So bad that it’s good, if that makes any sense.
Apparently, I fell back asleep around 5:00am. You know when you have those half-asleep dreams that seem so real and then you wake up, disappointed to learn that they didn’t actually happen? Yeah, I had about four of those. Real life is a bummer sometimes.
Traveling is fun and all, but there’s nothing I want more right now than a hug from my parents and a night of uninterrupted sleep in my own bed. Soon enough.
PS. I learned everything I need to know about dying Easter eggs from my father, clearly.
How do you deal with being homesick?