It's Weird, Isn't It?

That I get a bit teary eyed every time I get back to the mountains? I suppose if there was any question of where I am the happiest, that's a pretty good indicater.

I left Tampa at 4am; it's the golden hour for me. The sky is dark, and traffic light, making those first couple of hours fly by. I got home at 1:30, and this is what greeted me at the door. Yes, I live in an area, that even with a sign on the door saying that it is unlocked, nobody would come in. Megan also always has a delicious meal prepared for me when I arrive; I am loved.