ROT
08-16-2019, 01:08 AM
Somewhere in 1975...
It's good to be back home. Your real home, that is. Even just stepping off the train washes away some of the resentment that's been building up over the past few days. But now you're finally free.
As the train sets off behind you, you look around at the station and see only an empty space. Guess you're gonna have to wait to be picked up. The only thing you can do until then is make your way towards a bench and sit down. You take off your backpack and place it next to you.
Alone with your thoughts, your mind inevitably recalls the horrid week you just spent away from home, as much as you don't want to think about it.
Ugh, why did you EVER leave home in the first place?
It's good to be back home. Your real home, that is. Even just stepping off the train washes away some of the resentment that's been building up over the past few days. But now you're finally free.
As the train sets off behind you, you look around at the station and see only an empty space. Guess you're gonna have to wait to be picked up. The only thing you can do until then is make your way towards a bench and sit down. You take off your backpack and place it next to you.
Alone with your thoughts, your mind inevitably recalls the horrid week you just spent away from home, as much as you don't want to think about it.
Ugh, why did you EVER leave home in the first place?
Hello, Eagle Time!
