lördag, december 27, 2008


Somehow I made it back home.
Everything's the same here as it's always been.
I come home, my mom tries to force feed me,
and now I'm going to bed.
I can hear her doing dishes in the kitchen.
I'd forgotten how easy it is to hear absolutely everything in this apartment...

2 kommentar(er):

Loidor sa...

Welcome to Sweden then. If I am to stumble down to visit my brother or something like that, I might pop in at Kompassen and say "hej".

kiwi sa...

welcome back~