home sick

Longtime readers of this blog know that I get home sick from time to time and now is no different. Contribute it to the unseasonably warm days, the impending holidays of the missing of one Supastar.

What I miss most about home...my mom, my brother, my family, my car, my home. I miss the neighborhood I grew up in. I miss being able to hop in my car and drive down to L.A. to a studio to try something going. I miss holidays with family members. I miss year round sunshine.

I miss home.

Note: This time next year, I plan to be back home.

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