But sometimes coming home is exactly what I need.
Something is so comfortable about knowing I am surrounded by people that think like me, and even when they don’t, unconditionally accept me for the way I do.
This is the closest thing I have to “hygge” so far in life - my basement, the hexadeca group (or as many of us we can put together at a time), some beer, boardgames, and yummy food.
Today we baked an apple pie and overall just caught up on life.
Much love for those that love me back.