Sunday, October 18, 2009


While in St. Louis this weekend I finally saw my sister's new house. It's a really cool house down in South City, and her and her husband are doing all of the fixer-upper projects throughout the house. They also have an awesome new dog named Homer. I am jealous of them because they have a place to call home.

My parent's house is where I grew up, and I'm obviously still welcomed there, but it hasn't felt like 'home' for a few years now. I also literally don't fit in that house anymore because my bed is too small, I'm tall enough that when I look in the bathroom mirror I have to bend down otherwise my head gets cut off, and I have to constantly crouch when walking in the basement.

Kirksville used to be my other home, the place where I felt more comfortable and could sit back and just relax. But now I don't even have a home here anymore. It's been tainted and taken away from me. I don't know exactly when I'll be able to find a new place to call my own, so in the meantime I'm just a nomad who wanders around trying to kill time until the day is over.

I would give just about anything to have Homer here by my side right now. I love that dog.

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