shinfo. not important.
I hate missing home. I miss my home quite often, but that does not mean it gets easier every time it happens.
Not being around my family for Christmas for the first time in my life is something I am not looking forward too.
Missing home, is like missing an ex. That is how it works in my brain. stupid.
oh well. at least pizza, coffee, beer, punk rock( who am I kidding, music in general), animals, oxygen and earth exist. things that are awesome and you can not be bummed about.
Take care.
