growing in the goo

because I'm definitely homesick. Tears in eyes, need a hug and a cup of tea type of homesick.

At first glance, it doesn't make sense, because I've been pounding the pavement in D.C. since 2001. And I was having trouble figuring out where this was coming from, but then I acknowledged that even though I've spent a lot of time here, I've always been home for the summer.

And now my internal clock is saying "school's out!" - but I'm still here.