Moving Home

I caught myself smiling like an idiot this morning. I was sitting on the kitchen counter, eating my oatmeal with raisins, and it hit me; this was my first morning of many in this kitchen. 

Copenhagen has owned my heart since I left, so finally being back is making me happier than I’ve been in a long while. I moved in with dad yesterday, and I already have several plans with friends that are actually realistic. 

I have a feeling that moving here, might just be the best decision I’ve ever made.