Good morning groovy souls!
The journey home beings!
It feels strange to say that, in all honesty. Home? Really? I might only be there for six days when I arrive, but there is something special, and affirming about the idea of a returning.
No matter where I go, no matter how far I wander, for now that is always where I return to.
It is time to go back, for a short while.
But to do that, I must be about the day. On the bounce, off to breakfast and run!
Onward, toward the dawn!
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@NiveusLepus
Half way down the stairs
Is the stair where I sit
There isn't any other stair
Quite like it.
It's not at the bottom
And it's not at the top
But this is the stair
Where I always stop
A.A. Milne