Home.

I'm home.
I can't believe it.
I miss the DR.
I miss my students.
I miss my babies.
I miss my motorcycle.
and watching movies on the projector.
and having friends.
and eating rice, beans, and chicken.  (the bandera.)
and Splash.
and cheap sunglasses.
and seeing mountains.
and porching it.

Everyone asks if I miss the DR.  Seriously? 
I am still trying to convince myself that I don't want to be living on a tropical island.