T Dot

Less than 24 hours ago I was waking up in Keremeous BC, now I am sitting at my childhood kitchen table in Ontario. My Dad just left to go back to work after retrieving me from the airport and making sure I was well fed :) The house is really quiet and the kitchen and living room clocks are ticking away in a syncopated rhythm. My 17 years old cat is curling around the legs of my chair excited to see me. She just got back from the vet and I keep trying not to laugh at her 1/2 shaved body (poor thing, LOL). I am trying to decide if I am going to sleep for a few hours or push through. A hot shower will tip the scale one way or another. The backyard and house look as beautiful as ever. No leaves on the trees and it's quite cold. Being home, alone in rooms filled with memories and ghosts is giving me unexpected perspective of the past few months. I found myself humming, walking from room to room with a smile on my face. I peeked into the crawlspace and tried to wipe the dust off my drum set. It desperately needs new skins. I'd forgotten how I used to sit in the basement for hours banging away first at the drums and then guitar dreaming of a music career. It's nice being home :)