homecoming

ah home. how sweet it is to feel home. la gatitas meowing and rubbing themselves on our legs, welcoming us to the castle asking us about our trip. the sound of the heater and the water beginning to boil on the stove, d cutting some fresh manzanilla for a warm relaxing night tea. ah home. our friend sleeping on the futon, waking to say hello to his old camarada’s who have patiently awaited his return. the chilly air, slowly warming as bodies and excitement fill the castle once again.

nothing like home.

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