Home for the Holliays

It is always good to return home. yea the mess never gets any better. But it's not just the crappy house that is constantly getting torn down while it's still standing. My dat the one man wrecking crew. Still all told, i am happy to be back. there's no carpet in my room cuz Atheana pissed on it so many times, the living room is a mess, mom and dad's bed is about to collaps, to tell the truth the house is a disaster area. But it is home. Driving up on the 5 from San Diego airport there were visual reminders of my past. the county i love so much, where i spent most of my life. On the way up i saw some of the roads i had taken in my life. To Del Mar, Rancho Santa Fe, and to MEPS. like rolling back the curtan on memories.