So this has been the most successful weekend home in a long loooong time. How refreshing.
I could go into detail about how and why it's been good, but I feel like that might ruin it. Sometimes it was an intangible nostalgia goodness and other times it was everything just being the way it could. If that makes any sense to anyone.
This was the kind of weekend I needed after the kind of week I had.
I put my hands in my pocket and felt around with my thumb. I don't need anything tomorrow that I don't have today. I'm sorry. But at least you got me thinking. We always are thinking. Don't think that you made a mistake. Feed the room you're in.