FOUR.
That's the number of times this weekend I accidentally referred to Provo as "home". Usually in the context of "When I get to go home, I mean Provo..."
The funniest part is that I still refer to Milford as home too.
I love Eugene. I can, finally, honestly say I do. But it's not home.
Yet.
The funniest part is that I still refer to Milford as home too.
I love Eugene. I can, finally, honestly say I do. But it's not home.
Yet.
No comments:
Post a Comment
i've said my piece, now you get to say yours...