restless

It's the end to a wonderful weekend (redundant dundancy pt 2.) I'm not sure if this even counts since it's Monday, but my weekend started Thursday regardless. I came back to town today from a northern town where my heart resides only to find everything just as I'd left it. Sometimes this catches me off guard. When I'm gone for a long period of time for some reason I always feels like something should be messed up or out of place. I'm not sure why this is. I also like the collective scents of my perfume and air freshener being overwhelming when i open the door for the first time in days. Aside from that i wish i weren't home.