Home is where the heart is!

It feels nice to be back "home". I'm looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, it's relaxing to be sitting on my own couch, I feel comfortable cooking at my own stove. But somehow it all feels rather ... EMPTY! I don't feel at home. I feel like there is a big empty hole in this house that is just waiting to swallow me whole. I can't quite place my finger on it. Evi is always better at expressing feelings, maybe I'll go ask her how she would express it. Oh! but I can't find her, nor Abbi! Ah, now I see the hole for what it is. The old saying finally has personal meaning to me!