Just back from a trip down to see my folks . I glad to have them in diving distance . Its a strange form of time travel to re-enter your parents house. Its both comfortingly familiar and disconcertingly different from your own life. The objects and atmosphere are just as you remembered them… But its like being transformed back to being a kid in terms of interpersonal dynamics.
I love talking to my parents and hearing stories of our common past. I still feel like a teenager in their house… Albeit a well cared for and much loved teenager 🙂
Ok. Gotta sleep
Nite all nite Sam
-me