You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone.
I still feel at home in my house.
Spending the weekend at my house while my parents go to a wedding. Most likely I'll spend my time watching Degrassi and baking. Fun.
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