Homesick

TGIF and boy am I glad to be back home.
The feeling of stepping into Grandma's place is like stepping into a sanctuary. Seeing warm familiar faces, tasting 5-star home-cooked food, sitting in front of Grandpa and annoying him by smiling at him every other minute, having Grandma herself pour me a bowl of soup, and lying on the chilly marbled floor (if I'm lucky and Mom doesn't catch me doing so)... Miss my bed, miss my toilet, miss my kitchen, miss my stove, miss my huge ass fridge. 

OK homework.

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