vulcanrains: (Warm Pile Of Blankets)
It's strange how somewhere that's always felt like home can one day... not feel like home anymore. I've been up at my parents house in North Lanarkshire for most of the week, it's my childhood home, it's where I grew up. But this time I haven't felt like coming home. Instead, I feel very much like I'm visiting my parents house. It is the strangest feeling though, and I'm not sure I particularly like it.

I bought my own flat this summer, and its the first time I've been back here since and that's likely why. I'm feeling the strangest urge to pack up and go home, back to MY home. My little flat in Birmingham.

Despite that, it's been a nice break. I had some lovely Christmas presents - Hufflepuff Quidditch team hoodie, framed map of Jane Austen novels print, a Jane Austen books mug & coaster, and some books from my Amazon wishlist (The Atlas of Unusual Borders, Prisoners of Geography: Our World Explained in 12 Simple Maps and The Phantom Atlas: The Greatest Myths, Lies and Blunders on Maps).

It's also been wonderful seeing my little brother Niall again. Although he's not so little anymore! He's grown into an actual young man in the last few months, and as long as he gets his expected grades in his exams, he's off to university in September to study Religion, Culture and Society - and he's super excited that some of his modules involve cults. As long as I an remember Niall has been obsessed with cults and cult leaders. I'm not entirely sure he doesn't want to just learn how to lead his own cult!

I head home again on Monday, long train journey - an hour from here to Edinburgh, then just over 4 hours from Edinburgh to Birmingham. I'm not looking forward to that but I've got music, my tablet and a book so I'm set. Then back into work on Thursday 2nd. Mostly, I'm thinking about New Year's Resolutions

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