I've just completed a 4th travel to destinations I love in the last month.

But when arriving home this evening, I realized, if I didn't already know it, that even though I loved the people I saw in the places I travelled, this arrival home was really an arrival at my home. I love it here!

Yellow leaves that had fallen from the trees lining the sidewalk, a cool chill that kept me "sweat-free" from my walk from the Metro to my place, my kitties welcoming me at the door, the quiet at my place, and the unpacking, knowing where *I* wanted everything to be.

OK, I'm probably the type to be happy wherever I'm planted, but for now, I'm really happy to be planted in this wonderfully complicated, noisy, stressful, WONDERFUL city!~