Homebound for the hols

I’m flying home for the hols tomorrow, and this time, it isn’t a surprise (three years ago, I showed up at my parents’ doorstep at 2 am in the middle of a snowstorm). Though I’m looking forward to it, I wish I were as ecstatic as I usually am when I go home, especially since I only see all my fam and friends on average once a year. But I’ve had a lot on my mind these past few months.