Home for the weekend 09/28/14

Accomplished little this weekend, as I curled up on my once familiar bed and caught up on a months worth of sleep. Spending time around the house, with my dad and with my little babies.. ( Dogs)
Once you leave your hometown, when you return, it is never the same. As I pulled down familiar streets, I felt my presence was out of place. Passing the high school, I had graduated from only months before, it felt as if I was intruding! Life goes on, even when were not there.. Ofcourse! but seeing new signs, new developments, and new kids working my once Batista job at the local coffee shop, felt strange to me. Leaving for only a few months, but moving on in my life, so did the city. 

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