Yearning Hearts

Home is where the heart is.

Not true. I'm home, but my heart's yearning for the UK. Dreary, dirty, disgusting UK. Don't get me wrong, it's great to be home, but I miss London so much. I miss the weather, the place, the people.

Aside from that, I've just been catching up with my family and sleeping off the jet lag. I haven't even met up with any of my friends yet.

Well, more another day. I've got a splitting headache.