Missing Home

Today is such a long day. And I feel like wanting for it to end fast. I wish the clock strikes eight already so I could go home (Bacoor) and rest. I miss our home, our new sanctuary. I know the hubby feels the same. He says it all the time, anyway. Haha.

Right now, I imagine myself lying on the couch while watching TV. I guess I’m just bored to death. I hope traffic is light tonight on our way home. I wanna get home fast. At least, that’s what I want right now.

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