Went home yesterday, it didn't feel like home, the only place that did was somewhere else..
It's made me think about how as you grow up, you sorta get a new family everytime you move house, or school, or even just when you go to a different pub/club.
I mean, I miss my family back home, Rich, Mum, Stace, Aaron, Gemma, The Canada water boys, Ben, Chris and Fuzz, Matt and all the rest.
But it seems that my only priorities right now are my flatmates, the girl, and the people I've met here.
It's as if my ties to home have been cut completely.. i get what they mean by flying the nest now...
I dunno if anyone else feels this way but yeah.
I miss home, but it's 100% different when i get back.
I miss my friends, but i've missed loads of stuff.
I miss the 'scene' Even if there wasn't much of one.
I love High Wycombe.
It's a horrible situation to be in, but I guess it's part of growing up.
I think I've done it too quick.
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