Tuesday, December 26, 2006

I'll be home...

I'm sitting in my mom's kitchen in her new hourse right now, staying up too late after I spent the day playing with my friends.

Someone explain to me why at 30 years old, with a job and home and life of my own, I am sitting here in a house I never lived in feeling terribly homesick. When does the place your parents live stop feeling like home?

5 comments:

gretel said...

never. Trust me. Even at 31 years of age it doesn't feel different. Right now I am in my parents new appartment and it just feels like I had lived here forever.

CoCo said...

Remember the hackneyed expression "home is where the heart is" ... you're living it!

Suzanne said...

I don't know, dude.

sugarcube said...

That wasn't suzanne, it was me.
Kind of embarrassing.

Rod Clifford said...

What Coco said.