Home

Feeling a little displaced.

Missing something.

Ignoring it at first.

That's easy to do when you're busy rushing from one thing to another, from one place to another.

Now trying to put my finger on it.

I suppose I know what it is really.

I'm not at home. I'm not with my own. I'm wondering if I am missing out.

I'm dislike being away from my Arrow #3. I wonder how she is.

I am itching to hop on the plane. I want to be HOME.

Home is where my heart is. And though I am with Hubby, that clique doesn't work here - I want to be where HE wants me to be.

And right now, it's not here.....