Fears
You know, even at my age it still stirs some deep childhood fears when you arrive at your parents' place, the same place you grew up, and nobody is at the station to meet you. Even though they said they would...
Oh well. A walk probably does some good anyway after three hours in the train.
(I seem to be getting rather proficient at the 3650 keyboard these days: now I can actually blog as I walk!)
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