When I wave to someone and they don't see me, I wave even harder until I can fly away and start a new life in a new country.
When I was little I thought if you didn’t go into your attic regularly that people would move into it, and the noises you hear randomly in the house were the neighbors in the attic. #TBT
Relieved to be home, and feeling grateful for small things like cold cuts and cool showers and spoiled cats.