Home again, home again, jiggety jig. First life has a way of rearing it’s ugly head and stealing us away from Second Life. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes not.
This was a good one. I went to visit my daughter for a few days, catch up with old friends, see how much everything has changed in my 3 years away.
But there’s nothing better than coming home to your own stuff and getting stuck back in your rut. It’s safe. It’s known. It wraps you up like a comfy warm blanket on a cold winter night. I’m not a homebody, per se. But I’m not a party girl anymore either. It’s fun to go out and relive some moments and then return to the comfort of your own home.
Go out! Refresh yourself. Find something fun to do, if only for an hour and indulge in the moment, all for you. You deserve it! ♥