Tusk

It's weird:
That I can look behind me and have no one there.
To cross the road without having to even look for cars.
To walk for twenty minutes to find the closest shop.
To have to catch a bus for thirty minutes to get to the city.
For the houses to be so big, everywhere.
To be surrounded by mountains, aka: the valley.
To remember how amazing my oldest friends are.




Being home isnt half bad.