You know that feeling you get when you (finally) walk through your front door?
That homey goodness that just washes over you when you breathe in that familiar smell.
That happened to me today when I stepped over my threshold.
And then I promptly ran to my bed and jumped on it.
There's nothing better than after a week on a hard bed (or any bed for that matter), then crashing on your own bed and feeling like the world is right again.
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