In this home… We do second chances. We do real.
We do mistakes. We do I’m sorrys. We do loud really well.
We do hugs. We do together best of all...
We did end up going to the movies after all.
Two hours of intense killings, and we even saw a
heart being ripped out of someones chest.
Last night I slept like a baby, and now I am
very rested. Does this mean I sleep better
after violent movies? Who knows...
It's not the clearest of days as of right now, but we
are hoping it will get better in a few hours. Winter is
on its way and it shows. Last night going to the movies I
was cold even thought I had on my "winter" sweater.
Arvid is also ready to back home to Florida, even
though he does not voice it as much as I do. Sniff is
missing sunshine. I know so because whenever there
is a ray of sunshine in the apartment, and lately it has
not been often. Sniff seeks it out and just lays there.
Our last Sunday here in Chicago. Not sad about that.
Though a beautiful city I am more than ready to back
to The Sunshine State. To hot and humid. Hmm...
The magic thing about home is that it feels good
to leave, and it feels even better to come back....