My adventures abroad are coming to an all-too-swift end.
I don't really mind, though. I've missed my own bed, my room, my kitchen, my friends...yep. I'm glad to be coming home.
I never woke up to watch the sun rise over the ocean's horizon line.
I can remedy this.
Tomorrow morning, I will try and wake up. It might not work.
It's been a long vacation.
The next time I plost a bog, I'll be home. It feels nice.