The drive wasn't great but we all survived it and thankfully it wasn't incredibly long.
Our dog was all over us when we got back, could clearly tell he'd missed us.
The animals are all clean and we looked after but unfortunately with the rush I'd been in last Friday morning I hadn't hoovered or sorted the dishwasher so we had lots of jobs to come home to as well as all the unpacking. We're both tired and snappy and Angel is feeling a bit poorly too with her cough and cold. :/
Coming back here I don't feel any happiness about it, I just feel what ever. This doesn't feel like home, nowhere feels like home. I'm not sure if its my mood dropping or what but I'm back here and there's nothing, no emotion only 'meh'. There must be something wrong with me, it's the same feeling of not belonging that is what's stopping me from being able to write, or find a place that is a safe, comfy space.
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