Coming home

Every time leaving Mia and Corry's, like tonight, I've felt a tightness in my chest as if my heart is every-so-slightly breaking. Partly it is because I enjoy their strong feminine energy and will miss it. It's probably also because I've always tacked these visits on the end of an idyllic time away from the city, first with Brenna, then with Brenna and Marian, this time with Danny.

We're safely back in Guelph, overlooking photos and memories from a relaxing week away, and soon must slip back into our routines. I'll have much more to share in coming days but for now here is a wistful hello. Home is good, in its own way, though my heart also belongs to many places and people away from here.