Thinking about home...

I'm kinda just home chillin' by myself this afternoon. I've been listening to Jars of Clay.. and pretty much its been like this slideshow of memories have been going through my mind as the music plays. I've been more homesick than usual for CB lately.. that's probably directly related to the fact that my whole family was just there last week without me. I heard all the great stories and saw all the pictures, but really its not the same not being in those pictures. I sometimes kinda just wish that I was still a cook at CBBC and spending my time cooking and sitting at the top of that hill. It's funny cause it's like a famous hill.. so much happened there, I've sat on it everytime I've gone to CBBC since I was 5. I've always felt like I had the world at my feet sitting there.. and I really I did when I was there. I guess I just felt like writing about the early years for me, I miss it because I dont think I daydream as much here in Ontario.. its like theres no time for that nonsence anymore. I'm looking forward to the next time I get to sit at the top of that hill.. I know it'll be soon.