the homecoming committee

Re: Heading Home.

Mainly I worry that my excellent Italian Greyhound wont remember me. And that I'll have to get some boring job. And that I'm returning to yet another winter. But now I can move back into my old house again which is really great. Its a bit of a rickety old place, but I like it there nonetheless. I am so excited to see my friends (!), have all my things around me again, cook something in an oven, see how tall my cactus has grown,  watch crazies on trams, eat breakfast in my overgrown backyard, decorate my room, start some serious veggie growing, and do the million other things that are only able to be done properly in Melbourne.