Cross country flight, take me home...

I got home around 1:30am.
1 bottle red down.
spent 15 minutes looking at photos from my last vaca home.

fuck me, but I miss everyone back home. Every single person I know (except my dad's wife). I especially miss my sisters, my mom and my mates - one of whom is in the US. I feel so alone. But, according to Facebook, I actually have friends here.

guess I should stop the drinking at all hours and get some sleep.

there are other schools of thought...