Real strange being back 'home', visiting the parents.
Returned last night for the first time since I moved.
I know it's only been a few weeks since I left up here, but even still I'm looking at everything around me here with a fresh, detached view.
Perspective is a wonderful thing.
Had a good reason to come back as well, one of best friends was hosting a Big Brother final eviction night party. Exactly what I needed, after the relative solace of the new house - good food, good drinks cheesy viewing and the company of friends old, and some new.
I'm glad I moved, but I'm glad I can return.