We’re home again. The house is a mess with half-unpacked bags and suitcases, mounds of dirty laundry, piles of unopened letters, etc etc. But it is good to be home again, to sleep in my own bed.
We’re home again. The house is a mess with half-unpacked bags and suitcases, mounds of dirty laundry, piles of unopened letters, etc etc. But it is good to be home again, to sleep in my own bed.
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