Going Home

Well, it's the end of my holiday.
Back to the heat, back to throngs of nameless people, back to....well, everything really.
Not that it's all that bad, I've just never been that good with change. I've gotten comfortable here, now I have to uproot and go back home. Yuck.
But I've made friends here and learned things about where I came from that I couldn't have learned any other way. So in a way, it's coming with me. Here's to stretchy roots that come with you, but also pull you back.